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☄️Fireworks and Fallacy🩷

Douce amere chapter 10, older!dipper pines x reader, masterlist prev

“America!” Mabel shouted.

Dipper mumbled, shifting slightly beside you. With eyes crusted shut, you couldn’t see his expression. Not like you needed to. “Fuck off,” he grumbled,

“What he said,” you mumbled, throwing your arm over your face to shield yourself from the light.

…

A party it was. Crowded, loud, fairly fun, a positive vibe. Mabel may have mixed the Fourth of July up with new years, and insisted that the fireworks wait till midnight. That sure was something.

You sat with Dipper on the couch, Mabel’s mystery punch swirling in cups you both held. As the light hit it you were sure you saw some glitter. You leaned against him, and chatted idly as you both watched people dance wildly and drink just the same. Across the room, you spotted a familiar, probably fake, blonde head coming towards you.

“Hey, Pacifica, you made it!” You said, grinning up at her. Your smile faltered for a moment though.Did she know you and Dipper were together now?You pursed your lips.

She smiled, “Hey losers.” She turned around and sat beside you, and a drop of whatever was in her solo cup splashed your arm. “What are you guys doing just sitting here,” she asked.

Dipper chuckled, “Watching the crowd.”

You smiled, pushing the thought down, gesturing at the people, “okay, settle this,” you started, laughing. “Who here is the final girl if there’s a slasher-esc murderer in the woods.”

”They don’t technically need to be a girl, also,” Dipper added.

Pacifica rolled her eyes, and eyed the dance floor. “Isn’t it always the quiet nerd one’s?” She asked, brow furrowed. “Maybe Candy.”

You raised your finger gun in the air, and pointed at the people, “That’s in movies, we’re talking real life,” you said. “And real life I go Grenda any day, look at her,” you zeroed in on Grenda, who was carrying Mabel on her shoulders, Candy in her arms, and still dancing.

Dipper chimed in, “I’m still team Wendy, she literally has years of apocalypse training under her belt.”

”But does she have the spirit,” you pondered, watching Grenda.

Pacifica smiled, “I think the person who runs away first probably survives,” she pointed at the corner of the dance floor, where Toby Determined was awkwardly shuffling. “That guy is sprinting out of here as soon as the murdered gets in.”

You gasped, “Don’t slander out boy bodacious T!”

“He stays to fight and dies first,” Dipper laughed.

Before Pacifica could respond, the music changed. You glanced at Soos, the DJ, as he talked to the crowd, yelling some sentiments aboutturning it up.You winged as the song shifted into awful blaring EDM.

“Do you guys want to get out of here?” You asked. Pacifica and Dipper, Dipper and Pacifica. Here you were, slumped on a couch on the quiet side of a party, their voices being the only ones to cut through the music. Anywhere could be a party with them.

They glanced at the party, then back to you, and each other. A grin spread across Dippers face as he turned to Pacifica, “Have you ever been on the roof?”

She pursed her lips, surely fighting her bred in instincts as a born rich girl, opposed to danger. “I haven’t,” she said, folding her arms and raising her brow. You could swear you saw a tint of pink cross her cheeks.

You looked at the floor, playing with your thumbs as Dipper told her about Wendy’s work break hide out. Pacifica, who kinda liked Dipper.You shook your head, andsmiled, “we could start the fireworks early.”

Her eyes widened a little, and the corners of her lips started to tug. “Oh god, what do you guys have?” she hesitated, leaning closer.

You snickered, “no idea, but we could go find out.”

”Yeah, Mabel got… stuff,” Dipper added. “Only she knows… and I guess Ford, since she had him make some.

A cheeky smile crossed Pacifica, and she opened her mouth to speak, raising a finger in the air as if to cut in with some intelligent revelation.

“-no, no don’t even think about it,” Dipper spat before she could, hands moving in several directions at once.

You squinted, shaking your head, “no, do go on, please, I’m rather curious now,” you laughed, scratching the corner of your lips.

“Ford is the hot one.”

Dipper groaned painfully as you grimaced, “ugh,” and shot her a look.

“What,tell me I’m wrong!”

“You’re wrong,” both you and Dipper said immediately, him with exasperation, and you with a hint of laughter.

“Ugh, whatever,” Pacifica sighed, leaning back away on the arm of the couch. “You guys were showing me the roof?” She shrugged.

You stood up, pushing off Dipper in the process, earning a small grumble from him. You shot your hand out to help Pacifica up, “Come hither, m’lady and I shall escort you there.”

Dipper very quickly uttered, “gross.” As he got up on his own. “M’lady.”

Pacificas lips were curled forcefully down in an exaggerated look of disgust. She took your hand none the less, thought, letting you hastily pull her up. “Yeah, that’s what my servants used to call me.”

You started to walk for the roof hatch, finding your way through the crowded rooms, and vacant halls until the gift shop door.

“I’ll meet you guys up,” Dipper said, wandering away to the bathroom.

You pulled the ladder down from the roof as you nodded to him. Not that he saw, back already turned away as he went.

When he was gone, Pacifica spoke. “Okay, now that he’s gone, you agree with me right?” She asked, hand in her hip. “About Ford being the hot one.”

You cringed. “I mean I guess between the two of them,” you said, shaking your head. “But me personally, I think neither of them are at all attractive.” You looked down at her as you climbed the ladder, “maybe I’m the weird one.”

She snickered, “Yeah, you must have an awful type.”

“Well you’re one to talk,” you laughed, climbing through the hatch as Pacifica followed behind. You cringed again, stopping with your feet on the last rung of the ladder.

“What’s up,” Pacifica asked. You looked outside, suddenly aware of how you were blocking the way. You hopped up and sat on the edge.

You weren’t trying to remember your mutual crush.“Um-,” you started, feeling the soft wind of the roof on your face. “Me and Dipper are actually dating now���” you said, rubbing the back of your neck as she sat down beside you. “Um…” you started, trailing off. “We’re, like- cool, right?”

Pacificas eyes pressed shut for a moment as her face met the cold. Sighing with a smile, she elbowed you. “Yeah, duh,” she shook her head. “It’s fine, I’m just kinda surprised you didn’t tell me already.”

You scratched your head, fingers tangling in hair. “We’ll, it’s kind of a new development, actually.”

Pacifica raised an eyebrow, “oh?”

”Like,” you smiled into your hand, “a couple days ago, I guess.”

Pacifica didn’t surprise you per se, but she did make your heart beat a little faster. “I’m happy for you two,” she said, smiling over at you as she leaned back in her hands. “You’ve been pining forever.”

”I-“ you started, fingers twitching against the shingles. “I know you kinda liked him too,” you said, looking over at her in he dim light.

She tilted her head, “I can get over that, Y/n, chill out,” she snickered. “I’m like the hottest girl in Gravity falls, I can find a rebound if it comes to it.” You pursed your lips, looking back into the dark silhouette of the tree line. “Besides,” she said. “It’s not like we’ve ever let this get between us before.”

“I guess that’s true.”

Pacifica shoved you lightly, “yeah, I’m always right,” she huffed. “You have to get used to that eventually, Y/n.”

“Bitch, I don’t think I ever could,” you snickered. A gust of wind blew through your hair, sending it flying into your face. You carefully ran your fingers through it to brush it back to place. “It’s baffling every time.”

She shrugged, “One day you won’t be surprised when I prove to be the most wise person you know.”

”That is a very impressive title to give yourself,”

Before she could quip back, the hatch to the gift shop flew open, and out came Dipper.

”Shit, we should have put something on the door,”Pacifica snickered.

Dipper shut it behind him, and stepped over to sit almost between you and Pacifica. Much closer to you than her, and back a little, to form a cute little friendship triangle. As he sat down, your lips curled up against your will. He sat close enough to feel the heat coming off him, escaping his sweater. “And leave me down there with Mabel’s scary friends?” Dipper scoffed, hand on his heart. “Cruelty.”

You gasped pointing accusingly, “Hey they’re cool!”

Pacifica rolled her eyes, “yeah, how much scarier than zombies or vampires, or all that shit you deal with can they be?”

“I think Grenda head butted a hole in the wall just while I was down there,” Dipper winced. “Let’s all pray for Mabel tomorrow when Stan notices.”

You laughed, and your hand flew to your mouth. “Oh my god,” you said, grabbing his sleeve your your free hand.

“Yeah I actually saw her like,” he shook his head, “hang the boat painting from our room on it to cover it up, we’ll see how long that lasts.”

Pacifica groaned, “God if that were me I’d get murdered.”

…

Eventually, Pacifica had to leave, cursed never to stay the night because of her parents strictness. And the fireworks started, continued, and kept going, spiking at midnight as if it were the turn of the century. The party downstairs popped and fizzled and eventually quieted down as maybe half of them seemed to crash. And on the roof, watching the fireworks, you and Dipper clinked red, white and blue popsicles like a cheers.

“Your lips are purple,” you said, smirking slyly. A red firework went off as you looked at him, and lucky for you, the reflection of its glow was easily seen on his eyes. Big brown eyes. You could feel the smile tugging at your lips grow as he grinned at you.

“So are yours, idiot,” he said, flashing a smile with his coloured teeth.

You leaned your head on your shoulder, “hey, I never said it was a bad thing, I’m just pointing it out.”

”No, bitch,” he laughed, “you were gonna try and make fun of me.” He covered his mouth with the hand that held his popsicle as he snickered. In the faintest corner of your eye, you saw it begin to drip, fuelled by the movement of his hand.

You pursed your lips a second without responding, and quickly moved you hand under his to catch the drip.

He tilted his head at you, brow raised. Once again a firework, blue this time, crashed and exploded through the sky. And once again you watched it second hand through his eyes.

Timidly, you held up your hand with the red spatter of the popsicle to him. “It would have landed on your shirt,” you said, “might have stained.”

“I-“ he started, blush spreading across his cheeks, made even more prominent by the red light of a firework flashing over him. “T-thanks,” he sputtered, small smile on his purple stained lips.You were staring.The purple colour was deeper at the centre, fading out toward the edges where they were almost still pinkish.

You smiled, and licked the melted popsicle off your hand, “well, you know me, I’m too kind.”

Dipper threw his hands to his face, and smooshed his cheeks together, “Oh my god, Y/n,” he started, but just as quickly trailing off.

“Uh-“ you stuttered, tilting your head. “What, was I too kind for you?”

Dipper chuckled awkwardly, clasping his hands together as he threw his head back. “Honestly?” He rubbed the back of his neck, and a green firework lit up behind him. “Kind of, yeah,” he groaned, smile alight on his lips. “It was, uh- really cute.”

You almost smirked, but grew into a crooked grin. Shaking your head, you teethed the last of your popsicle off its stick. Your cheeks felt hot, and you started to snicker, “Just like you,” you said, booping his nose.

A gust of wind blew between you, ruffling his and your hair. The purple of a firework cast a cold light on his face, but couldn’t mask his warm blush. With his free hand, he covered his eyes, leaning into his hand. “Y/n, why do you try to kill me?” he asked, smiling hard.

You laughed, “bitch, ifthisis killing you, you better begladyou pdidn’t notice my flirting earlier.” You eyed the last piece of his rapidly melting popsicle, and contemplated. “If you had, I think you would’ve had a heart attack,” you teased, leaning in closer while he was looking away.

“I honestly might’ve,” he smiled, dragging his fingers down his cheeks. His eyes widened when he saw you were closer, and his sheepish smile grew. “I still might,” he said, trailing off.

“Here’s hoping,” you laughed, stealing the last bite of his popsicle, a theft made easy with your closeness. “There’s still time.”

”You see, this is what I’m talking about, Y/n,” he said, talking with his hands. “Honestly, it’s like you don’t even like me,” he chuckled.

A blue… firework? Went off in front of you. Certainly one that Mabel commissioned from Ford, because the sparks of colour flew off and exploded again, creating a chain reaction through the sky. Your eyes were wide and in awe, distracting from whatever your response could have been.

“Pretty,” Dipper said.

You glanced over to him, and saw the last of the blue sparks go out in his eyes, trained in yours with a sweet smile across his lips.Fuck.He was not looking at the fireworks.“That is the most corny ass shit you’ve ever said,” you blushed. Suppose it didn’t matter how corny it was, it seemed to work.

He smiled, and shrugged, “is it working?” He leaned closer, putting his hand back on yours.

“Uh huh,” you said sarcastically, leg bouncing with excitement and adrenaline. The sounds of the fireworks and the dying party fading away. “I guess I’m just a corny type of fella,” you laughed, leaning closer.

You looked up at him, and his blush was overwhelming. You were sure yours was the same way in his eyes. He laughed softly, and rested his forehead on yours. “I’m shocked you liked that.”

You let out a low laugh, “I’d like pretty much anything you said, man.” Your eyes, nearly closed, drifted again to his purple lips.

“Yeah?” He asked, surprisingly sincere and sounding surprised.

“Yeah,” you said, closing your eyes as the fireworks went off around you, providing one last flash of light before it went dark.

“Y/n?” He asked, raising his other hand to your shoulder, and moving it slightly to rest on your neck. He didn’t need to ask the rest of the question. You knew.

“Yeah,” you nodded, brining your hand up to hold his arm.

You felt him breathe a silent laugh as he grinned, and you couldn’t help do the same. You giggled, starting to laugh as your hand glided across his arm and over to his cheek.Dipper laughed with you, thumb gently moving across the small hairs at the back of your neck.

And then, after yeas of pining, it happened. You won. So did he. Your lips connected, yours on top. You smiled into the kiss. So did he. You scooted closer, and snaked your hand around to the back of his head, fingers in his hair.

“Aaaaaauugaaaahaagh!” Mabel screamed.

You broke away in a blink, jumping back and putting a few feet between you and Dipper. Eye flashing open, you saw he did the same, blush dusted on his cheeks.When the fuck did she get on the roof?

She was pointing, mouth agape and eyes wide. Her hand flew to her cheek in shock, “Y-you two,” she yelled dramatically. “You’re-“ she gasped again. “Since when?!”

You snickered, glancing over at Dipper, who looked just a little bit terrified. just a smidge. You smiled into your hand, taking the lead. “Oh, you haven’t heard?” You asked innocently.

Mabel pointed harder as she scoffed. “You little fucks, did Dipshit do what I said?!” she gasped.

“Whaaaaat? Dipper managed, feigning some sort of surprise.

You shook your head, and pushed Dipper over onto his side. He folded his arms, and rolled over slightly to face his sister as he laid. “Don’t mind him, Mabes, he-“

“-and you!” She gasped, pointing an accusatory finger at you. “Why didn’t you say anything?” She put her hands to her cheeks in a swift motion, “oh my god, you guys were being weird yesterday, was it about this?!”

You nodded sheepishly, and from the corner of your eye you could see Dipper do the same from the floor. “You know…” you started, unsure how to finish the thought.

“Oh I do,” she said, crossing her arms and turning her nose up at you. “I know so well, believe it or not.”

Dipper chimed in from the ground, “Wait, know what? I lost track.” He shot you a glance, as if to ask. Before Mabel could speak, you subtly shrugged, laughing silently through your nose.

”Everything,” she said. Uncrossing her arms dramatically and putting her hands in the air. “All your little secrets,” she pointed at the both of you, leaning over closer to your level and squinting. “Ohohoh- if I wasn’t thrilled you two are finally together, I would be so upset right now that you didn’t tell me,” she announced.

You smiled looking up at her, “I’m glad you’re happy then.” You could see the frustration on Mabel’s face struggling to win. She pursed her lips as she pointed harder, and the corners of her lips tugged into a smile. You grinned, “Mabel I did it.”

“Actually, I did,” Dipper chirped, still laying on the ground. He was rolled over to face the sky now, watching what was left the fireworks

You grumbled, “team effort, team effort.” Dipper put his hands behind his head as a pillow, and snickered as you playfully punched him in the leg. “It takes two to tango, man.”

Mabel cut in before Dipper could banter back. “Okay, guys I get it,” she laughed, lighting kicking Dipper in the arms. He squirmed slightly away, but didn’t resist. “You guys are cute, I admit it, it’s fine.”

“Fine?” Dipper laughed

“Yeah, fuck you, more than fine,” you laughed.

This time she didn’t kick Dipper, but you. A shocking turn of event as her foot met your leg. “Yeah, whatever nerds,” she said rolling her eyes as she turned away. You caught a glimpse of a smile on her lips though before she did.

…

The next day was tired. And morning dew stuck around until noon at the earliest, making your small trek through the woods all the more annoying. But alas, ‘twas for a good cause. Venting and talking to nobody in particular.

Billy was like a journal. He was a place to spew any thought that might odd your mind, or any feeling that might cross your heart. An lately, a lot of that was Dipper related, given your goal for the summer.

“Lot to unpack, Billy,” you said, circling him intensely. “I did it, I actually god damn did it,” you exclaimed, almost surprised at the events of the last few days. “It’s weird, it’s like… I don’t know.”

You sat down beside him, kneeling on the dewy grass. “It feels kinda good, but kinda weird,” you thought out loud. You nestled further into the ground, and leant on him. “Like…” you pursed your lips. “I’m a little anxious, cuz it seems so easy. I thought Pacifica might get sad, but no, she was great as always.”

You sighed, bit thrilled at Billy’s lack of encouraging words. “We’ve been friends for so long, not super much has changed from that…” your feet wiggled under you as the won’t up nerves came out. “Maybe I should’ve just been friends, that way the consequences are less if one of us messes up.”

You looked longingly at Billy, almost jealous of his projected confidence. His hat on his heat, his wife and I afraid eye, his outstretched hand. “I just don’t want to mess up, or something,” you sighed. “I don’t know. It doesn’t even take somebody messing up sometimes, sometimes shit just happens.”

You looked at the ground. The grass was bent and folded around you, and ever so slightly moved by the breeze. You played with a small blade between your fingers. “I don’t want shit to happen to us,” you said. Partly to him, partly to yourself.

You looked back at your statue friend. “You get it, I’m certain,” you laughed. Your smile fell as quickly as it bloomed.

Billy looked at you. You looked at Billy. And strangely enough it seemed like he did get it. You smiled, and this time it stuck. You exhaled softly as the noises of the forest seemed to die in your ears. Just you and him, with his confidence, assurance, and outstretched hand.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever shook your hand before,” you thought aloud, eyes drawn to his welcoming and outstretched palm. “Honestly, it looks like that’s what you were made for.”

It seemed as though the moment you uttered the words, the sky darkened as the clouds covered the sun in overcast. Billy’s eyes stared at you, somehow, maybe through you while he waited.

With a smile, you knelt in front of him, balancing on the balls of your feet. “Like, look at you. That hand was made to be shook,” you laughed, flicking Billy’s eye.

It was like he could speak. It was like he was a master convincer, the way he looked at you. Like he wanted it. And he was telling you. Like in your heart of hearts you knew, he wanted you to shake his hand. The universe held its breath, as the wind stilled and the forest went quiet. Anticipation. Hesitation. Prayer.

You smirked, “just cause you’ve been a nice friend, alright?” you said, leaning closer. “I’m not sure why, but I keep coming back to you,” you pondered, “and you’ve been a good sport you, putting up with my complaining.”

You reached. And as you clasped his hand in yours, the universe exhaled, with a sigh, that croaked and wheezed like a dying breath: a prayer unanswered. And the faintest of blue lights sparked across your palm.

“Ow!” You spat, recoiling your hand away, “You shocked me.” Somehow resisting science, he had gotten you with static energy, it seemed. You pursed your lips, muttering, “how’d you evendothat, you’re a rock…”

And as if the universe’s last act before plunging into peril, it cried and mourned.

A cold drop of water hit your face. Than your hand. And then the tip of Billy’s hat seemed to darken as more rain spilled from above. You groaned, “God, like, every time.”

You stood from the grass, brushing your legs off as you did. “Billy, you’re a bad luck charm,” you gestured around at the weather. “Like, seriously, what the fuck is this?”

Thunder clapped in the distance, drawing your attention. “Ooooh,” you murmured. You turned back to your friend, “think we’ll get lightning?”

As if on your cue, as if the universe was at your command, lightning struck behind him, casting a viscous arc above the trees.

Your hand flew to your face, covering above your eyes as you tried to get a better look. “Holy shit!” You exclaimed, looking down at Billy, “Was that you?” you laughed, waiting for another strike.

He didn’t answer. Not that you expected him to. But as playful as your question was, you had the faintest feeling it was in fact, his doing. In Gravity Falls, anything could happen. You could have your hunches about your stone made friend.

“Honestly, Billy, I should probably go,” you laughed. “Knowing me, and knowing this town, I could totally see myself getting struck.”

Thunder echoed through the area as you started away, waving at Billy behind you.

Next

Fellas, that concludes the confession arc. I bet it’s easy to guess what the next arc is. Though fun fact, I was just writing for a later chapter, and it’s gonna be way less Angsty then I’d previously planned. So, like, you’re welcome, ig 💀

Also I’m gonna drop another playlist soon. I made a second one for the next half of the story, cuz the tone shifts for a bit. Next playlist is more melancholic <3

Taglist: @cipheress-to-k-pop @dead-esque

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Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party 5

Texas Plow ‘em!!

Krillin loved his daughter, she was a natural bundle of cuteness and walking, talking proof of his and 18’s love for one another so of course there were times he found himself willing to do what it took to make her happy. Be it one particular special gift for Christmas or her birthday to even something offhand like an autograph from one of her favourite pro wrestlers which is what lewd him to his current place and time as a result of some very fortunate opportunity knocking. It just so happened that one of the aforementioned grapplers, one Tina Armstrong was in town for a show and a Krillin had found himself drafted along with a few local Satan City PD officers to play security for the event. So he wasn’t going to let this chance slide, that was for damn sure.

It was just a matter of waiting for the right time to come up and ask her as a small favour but of course part of him had to wonder if the reason Marron was a fan of Tina was likely because she reminded her of her mother. Easy enough to wonder why given they both happened to be beautiful, busty and well toned blue eyed blondes that knew how to kick ass with few differences between them. That being 18 was a cool as ice while Tina just radiated major feisty southern Belle tomboy vibes but they were both ambitious women in their own right. Hell he had heard that in addition to her pro wres career, Tina was also a model, a rock star, an actress and was even looking to get into politics!

Anyways while waiting around backstage as the sow was nearing its end, Krillin saw his chance as he spotted Tina exiting her dressing room, no doubt looking to check back into her hotel room and enjoy little luxury and pampering. Walking on over to her as she made her way to her ride as he did his best to be polite and not come off as some opportunist looking to make a quick easy buck or some obsessive fan with no sense of timing and personal space, assuring her that he’d lay whatever price she’d ask for the signature in exchange. That last part seemed to get her attention as she side eyed him with those sparkling sky blue eyes of hers, a small smile radiating energy on her face as she looked him over from head to toe and seeming to like what she saw. Which made Krillin feel a sense of relief at knowing she wasn’t annoyed or offended in the slightest as she invited him back to her hotel to discuss the matter, giving him a ride in her car.

it wasn’t too long or short a ride with the odd bit of small talk made here and there even as they took the hotel elevator up to Tina’s room which no surprise was the deluxe penthouse suite. Another aspect she definitely shared with 18 was their taste and enjoyment for the finer things in life when it came to luxury as the short king took in the view of the city. Turning around to speak to Tina, however, he found himself ambushed with a different sort of view as Tina was stripping right before his very eyes. Soon standing naked as the day she was born as she finished removing her Stars and Stripes themed bra and thing, giving him an eyeful of her toned muscular bombshell body with the most bodacious set of tits any man would pay to, let alone touch.

Tina:*letting out a playful giggle at the look of shock and awe on Krillin’s face, the southern Belle grappler cupped and jiggled her juicy jugs in her hands. Walking up close to him with aa particular sway and sashay to her powerful hips and thighs.*”Well now handsome you did you’d lay whatever price for that autograph right? Well I think I’d say a little bedroom rodeo is a fair exchange wouldn’t you think so? How about it little man? Want to be my breeding bull?”*Her tone coy and playfully teasing in its seductiveness as she gazed at him with her sultry blue eyes. Looking down at the raging hard tent he was pitching in his pants as she licked her lips erotically, knowing she was the cause of it and thst she was going to enjoy every second of this…*

Well she knew she’d be having fun but good sweet lord to think this little guy was packing enough to make a bronco seem inadequate as she was currently kneeling on the floor performing a titfuck on Krillin’s cock. Feeling her denim jeans becoming soaked with nectar as if she were becoming a bitch in heat, a sensual grin on her face as she gasped and landed at feeling the hot pulse of this length and girth between her glorious tits. Squeezing and massaging it as she kissed, licked and sucked in the tip whenever it reached her luscious lips from the short king bucking and pumping his hips. Sitting naked in the bed as Tina was shooting her way right up to the top 10 or 5 best titfuck she’d ever received, he had to wonder what it was about blonde women in his life having big titties….

But of course Tina soon learned first hand thst you never put Krillin down for the count so easy as she soon found herself laying on the bed, head hanging off of the edge of the bed as Krillin had turned the tables on her, much to her delight. As the short king was facefucking her deep and hard as he flexed and pumped his hips, pelvisthrusting as his cock penetrated her mouth, neck bulging from how deep and filling his fuckhammer was reaching snd stuffin her mouth and throat became his persomal onahole. Her tanned, toned body naked and glistening with sweat as she groped and played with herself, working her bidy over in anticipation and preperstin for what was sure to be an erotic rodeo. Toe curling, spine arching as her desire grew along with his, making it clear he was more than earning the autograph for his daughter.

But as good as the titfuck and oral workout had been, it was nothing compared to when they got the main event of their one on one encounter as howl and moans of passionate ectasy filled the hotel room. The sounds of skin smacking on skin as Tina was currently riding Krillin, fittingly, in the cowgirl position both foreard and reverse with her pussy welcoming thst meaty cock in its lusty embrace. The short king enjoying either the view of her abs swelling from the fullness of his cock snd the hypnotic bounce of her magnificent boobs or her backside with those muscles flexing snd those tanned bubbly asscheeks jiggling with thunderous claps. As well as her flexing those wonderful biceps and showing off as she performed push ups while bouncing on his cock, her legs performing a perfect splits as her hands firmly rested and pressed on his washboard stomach.

Not that the short king was no slouch in taking control and getting on top of course as Tina was reminded once again to her welcome delight of course. How swiftly and seamlessly he shifted into positions taking her from missionary to spread eagle snd folding her right into a mating press which lesd to her countering into an Amazon press. Only to be countered as he stood up on his feet, firmly planting them on the mattress as he hooked his arms around her luscious, powerful legs, making her howl with delight as he pumped like a piston, making her hold on for dear life as she rode th pleasure train to satisfaction avenue. Making out with him as she hugged sand held hunks sweet little hesd in the embrace of her heavenly bosom.

Her raw bliss and erotic delight only continued to escalate as Krillin n showed no signs of relenting or stopping this marathon mating sessions what so ever. Putting porn stars to shame as they made sweet, hot primal fuck from doing it doggy style and prone bone until the bed broke to the blonde being pinned up against the walls and window, even having her compact stud do her outside in a full nelson fuck on the balcony. Howling with with abandon as she wanted all to know what a real man could do, to witness this short king put all glorified eunuchs to shame with his sexual prowess as kept it up, long into the night. The sun risin to fill the demolished hotel room with its warm glow shining on the duo who slept in one another’s embrace, basking in a long, lingering afterglow.

Some days later after that wild encounter, Marron was ecstatic to have the autograph in her hands, her papa having delivered on his promise. She wasn't sure how he had managed to do it but all she knew for sure was that her daddy was amazing, as she took to having the signed 8x10 picture framed and hanging on her bedroom wall. 18 of course smiled sensually and knowingly as she shot sneaky glances at her man at the breakfast table. She knew full well how he had pulled off that feat, hell she had been hovering outside by the hotel room watching with binoculars.

Like Hell she was going to miss her man proceed to rock another hot sexy piece of ass's world like only a stud like him could be capable of. Having followed his energy signature since Tina had taken out of the arena and back to her room and oooh what a show it'd been especially the quickie they had in the shower the next morning soon as they woke up after the surprise blowjob the Armstrong babe gave his morning wood. As well as giving him her personal cellphone and email contact details along with the autographed 8x10, she have him one hell of a tongue loaded kiss to send him on his way. And had wasted no time in sending him the odd sext and naughty nude pic or selfie of course, letting him know when he would like another one on one rodeo.

Being the kinky alpha wife she was of course, 18 always knew when to sneak a peek at Krillin's phone, having copied herself Tina's number and email. After all it was always her role to admin and play peacekeeper as her hubby's pimp and ensure he kept in good standing with the ladies in his life. Even now she was already looking for a good date and time to run by Tina for when to next have some intimate quality time with Krillin, particulary if she could join in to make it a handicap match. Nothing got her man really going than a blonde tag team sandwich and it certainly helped she and Tina could pass for sisters......

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The Doctor is in!!

Far back as Krillin could recall, he had never been much for hospitals or doctor’s offices the one time he could recall was the aftermath of the fight with Vegeta and Nappa, thank God for sensual beans. Plus the fitness of training under Roshi did wonders for his health so he hardly ever felt sick but alas, getting a medical check up as part of his work with the Satan City police department, mandatory requirement once a year so couldn’t argue with that. So here he was sitting in the office of a local clinic waiting for the physician to come in and do their thing, apparently Major General Armstrong and Sargeant Nutz personally arranged this appointment for him specifically. Which in hindsight should’ve been a red flag and he damn well knew it but hey, 2020 right?

But there was no bigger red flag imaginable than when the doctor finally entered and he was stunned to say the very least but really who could blame him?! Especially when it was revealed to be a an absolute stunning bombshell of a woman going by the name of Dr. Shoko Sugimoto, her glorious figure more like something from one of Roshi’s magazines as she wore a simple ensemble of a medical coat, a sleeveless sweater, lacey black stockings and a tight, short mini-skirt. Her lush tanned skin radiating a vibe of warmth and and friendliness that managed to put him at ease even as she moved in ways that made her curves sway and sashay while those confined tits and ass bounced hypnotically. Not that he wasn’t struggling to keep from popping a biner of course as she commenced with the physical, even having him strip down to his boxers to make her work a little easier.

Though he couldn’t deny, it boosted his ego to hear her hums of approval as she seemed to really like what she was seeing but of course for a man his height? He was an absolute unit specimen but was it just him or was licking her lips sensually? Before he wondered if this was another possible red flag of course, Shoko firmly but asked him to sit down on the medial bed, to which he obliged her of course before he suddenly found his eyes bugging out and his jaw dropping at witnessing Shoko strip right before him. Soon standing in front him clad only in a scandalous leopard print thong and bra, her tan lines visible as she seemed all the more exotic in her sensual glory as she struck a saucy little pose for him.

Shoko:”Well officer, you’ve e certainly been passing this exam so fsr with flying colours but I find this is the best way to test out man’s stamina and endurance. Don’t be shy now, hmm? The male boy is at its most honest when properly stimulated…”*The tanned toned bombshell of a physical therapist’s honey like eyes glanced down to his crotch, sensually licking her lips at the prominent bulge forming in his boxers. Walking over with an erotic strut as she draped herself over him, pressing his glorious tits against his firm pecs as he could feel her hot breath on his face with her lips inches away from his.*”I must say, quite bold of you to smuggle such a weapon in here without me knowing, officer….do you intend to use it on me? I certainly hope so…”*She playfully teased him for his hard-on before she locked lips with him, kissing him deeply with all the lust and passion contained within her erotic body. Tongue invading his mouth as her hands caressed that quite sculpted body of his, making it clear she more than liked what she saw.*

Soon the saucy pornographic medic laid atop the compact stud on the bed, her glorious thick and curvy bombshell figure pressed snd rubbing up against that 5 foot even frame of sculpted, honed muscle. Her leopard print bra clad tits r massaging against his firm pecs while her thong clad camel toe pressed and grounded against the crotch of his boxers. Warm, sticky love nectar flowing and standing the material as her netherlips expressed their thirst and desire for his length and girth that was sure to take her to heaven. Deep moans and gasps escaping her as she felt his hands smack and squeeze her slutty boot, making those meat cheeks clap and jiggle, making her arousal skyrocket to a level that made her want this specimen of manliness to take her like the bitch in heat she was becoming.

If she was a bitch in heat then naturally that made Krillin the virile and oh so very well endowed alpha male come to mount and claim her by mating with her as she felt him rock her world with that four to five foot even machine of a body of his. Her exotic leopard print bra and thing laying discarded on the floor as she currently bounced her gloriously naked tanlined body like a woman possessed, riding Krillin cowgirl style as sh and the compact stud clasped their hands together, moaning like a shameless wanton whore with her asscheeks jiggling and clapping with every impact of their loins smacking together. Glowing hearts of lust burning windows in her eyes as her tits bounced snd jiggled, her pussy embracing that penetrating with raw, primal desire as she relished Krillin’s eyes on her shameless, sexy form. Shoko had many partners, she wouldn’t deny but there was no doubt Krillin was putting every one of them to shame and ooh she knew he had only just begun to make fuck.

Her instinct and intuition was right of course as she gasped and depend with delight as her compact love machine suddenly turned the tables on her as he sat right up suddenly. His strong arms shifting to wrap around her waist as he planted his face between the valley of her titty cleavage, lips latching onto those mounds to lick and suck on those tanline marked beauties. Making Shoko moan at such a sudden display of raw manly virility and skill before she widened her eyes as she felt his hips pump away harder and faster, practically blurring as they pounded her snatch like he had become a man possessed. Her moans and cries of ecstasy and wanton abandon filling the examination room as he suddenly smacked her bubbly asscheeks with swift, firm slaps to make them clap and jiggle.

If there was one thing Shoko loved in a man besides a nice big cock, it was a well hung and endowed stud who had skill and really knew their wsy with handling a woman. But to say Krillin was meeting expectations was doing him a disservice, he was outright surpassing them and putting prior lovers and partners to shame as he fucked her like a porn star. Of course given his work with Double Z studios in his spare time, of which she had a few titles in her persomal collection, it was no small wonder he was so damn good as he enabled her to live out her own persomal lewd fantasy to its fullest. From the bedsheets becoming soaked with their sweat and juices to steaming up the windows with their pass, thstat doctor’s office became her own persomal porno set, which reminded her to be so thankful having set up that hidden camera.

One she would have to remember to check on later when this was over and done with but knew that it was catching all the best angles as she and continued to go at it like animals in heat and rut. From being bent over the bed or pressed up against the wall as the short king took her from behind, pelvis smacking her jiggling ass as his balls slapped her clit to folding her like a human accordion as he fucked her in a piledriver and a mating press. His orgasms outnumbered by her own but eaglery welcoming the flood of his white hot seed as they kissed and made out with a growing thirst and desire between them thst had become more than a naughty doctor and her patient. Not that Shoko minded in the least, after all how could she not fall in lust and love with such an alpha male in such a small yet powerful body capable of bringing her snd so many other women such sexual satisfaction?

Yes indeed, she, the infamous Shoko Sugimoto, a woman whose very personality was borderline nymphomanic, whose conquests were as numerous as she as exotic and erotic, was in love with this man. This man bringing her to the peak of ecstasy over and over as he currently held her in the embrace of his powerful arms, hooked around her luscious legs as he made her bounce and ride on his godly cock. Their tongues dancing together ina lewd kiss, making out with sloppy desire as she hugged his powerful shoulders, her tits rubbing against his firm chest as they shared one last simultaneous orgasms together. Falling back onto the messed up and trashed bed in one snother’s embrace, the warmth of the afterglow taking them together to sleep and share sweet, sexy dreams.

Suffice to say of course that Krillin had passed his physical with flying colours, not to mention now had the kinky medic's contact details with Shoko having wasted no time sending him a nude selfie sealed with a kiss emoji. Keeping in regular touch with the cueball stud and reassuring him that anytime he wanted another "examination" or even just to have more personal off the clock encounters, just give her a call. Only further tempting him with nude pics and saucy texts, much to his chagrin and 18's sensual approval of course, more than delighted that Major Armstrong and Sargeant Nutz' little surprise for her husband had worked off so well. It certainly helped that Shoko had quite the reputation about her when they'd brought her on board as Krillin's unofficial police physician, such as the reason why she'd once been fired from her job as a fitness trainer at a gym.

Shoko of course continued to fuel and maintain her anticipation for her short king lover boy, missing him already but oh so thankful for those splendid purchases she'd made from Capsule cocks. That Warrior Monk Dildo and Sex-roid made a perfectly ideal substitute to fill the void for her beloved compact bull, to say nothing of her little discovery of his secret side job. There was no mistaking that sweet face of his as Double Z studio's resident human star Don Juan Sanchez and oh to see him in such wild encounters with such exotic women. Nothing got her to slumberland better than to have her Warrior Monk toys work her over as she watched her short king rock and tap some hot sexy furrry girl's luscious ass.

It was after such a lewd personal session that the lovely Ms.Sugimoto had herself an idea, one that was awful and wonderful, wonderfully awful and awfully wonderful all at the same time. Grinning with erotic anticipation as she finished her latest Don Juan Sanchez marathon masturbation session as she picked up her cellphone to dial a certain number. Soon as she heard the receptionist at Double Z studios answer, she wasted no time in arranging an appointment and expecting a date and time to come her way. After all there was no doubt Zigzag was going to love having a new playmate for her favourite little human star.....

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Tetramand Diplomacy

Krillin wasn’t sure how or why this happened, all he knew was apparently 18, the sly silver tongued bombshell that she was had convinced Jaco that their family hime could play host to housing visiting diplomats from other planets in the jurisdictions of the Galactic Patrol. It would explain his prior experiences with a certain pair of Asari and a quarian of course but those were different stories but of course when it came to 18 and that little kink of hers, it was never enough for her. Hence why the latest diplomatic guest they had staying under their roof was someone whose looks alone were alien and exotic alike and seemed intent to get him pitching a tent so fast that.the fly of his pants would snap loose. But really who could blame him, right?

You see the guest in question was Looma Redwind, Princess of the tetramand from the desert planet Khoros who were a species easily identified by their statuesque heights, distinct crimson complexion colours and a set of four arms with incredible strengths to match their muscle mountain builds. The sort of species where the female was the more powerful and who lived by more of a warrior mentality than even the saiyans and as the royalty of her race, Looma was no exception. In fact she had come to Earth as part of her ongoing mission to find a worthy male to take as a mate and husband and quite frankly she had found nothing but disappointment. And no she wasn’t looking for saiyan males, apparently Tetramand females had a long standing rule against saiyan men so make of that what you will.

Yet since coming to stay and live under their roof, Looma didn’t seem to be in a foul mood but of course it helped that Marron’s adorable presence really won her over. But another reason Krillin had a feeling about seemed to be that she always seemed to be in a good mood around him, a sort of casual vibe that….was really bordering on coming off as flirting. Like this her choice of casual wear always consisted of a thong or a skin tight set of spats with a tanktop or sports bra with which she showed off that stunning natural Tetramand amazonian musculature and going by the light glistening off of that crimson skin of hers, she was always pumping herself up. To say nothing of when she would be working out, pumping iron just in time for him to walk in on her and witness it.

But in one such instance this case, Krillin found himself and Looma alone in the house with the Tetramand princess doing squat presses and bicep curls in the goddamn nude!! His eyes bugging out and his jaw dropping at the sight of the red skinned warrior woman’s muscles flexing and rippling with raw, sensual power as sweat poured off of her. Her quite juicy melons and bubbly asscheeks clapping and bouncing with all her most intimate and naughty parties laid bare and exposed before him, unable to even look away as he felt the blood rushing to his groin which made his pants and boxers start to feel a little bit tight. Which made him feel like a deer in the headlights as Looma turned to look his way, catching him red handed as she smiled a mischievous, sensual smile.

Looma:*Pausing in her workout as she placed the weight set back own on the floor, stretching her nude red body with little to no shame in flashing her nudity before him. It almost seemed like she was showing off to him on purpose especially with how she was pulling off a mix of sensual pin-up and bodybuilder poses.*”My oh my, apologies friend, I’d forgotten you would be home from work soon and the weather felt so good thst I thought I’d conduct my workout au naturale as you humans say. Now look, I’ve gone and gotten you all aroused and as your guest, it’s only right I make up for it…”*The Tetramand princess quipped sensually, her tone seductive as she strode over to her host with erotic intent and purpose. Her powerful hips swaying and sashaying, licking her lips as she towered over the compact fighter and stunned him further as she grasped and caressed his crotch to feel the erectiin contained within.*

Before Krillin even knew it, he was as naked as the Tetramand woman, sitting on her shoulders with his crotch in her face as she had him facefucking her. Her upper hands grasping and holding his firm, powerful buttocks to ensure he would pump and thrust his hips, golden eyes burning with lust as she relished his length and girth invading her mouth and throat. The feel of his heavy balls smacking her chin as her second set of hands played with her pussy, fingers probing her slit to prep for when this fuckhammer would soon do the same to her tight walls. Her womb tingling with anticipation at having his hot white seed flood it, visions of her abs becoming round and fill with his children turning her on something fierce.

This desire only escalated when her more than well endowed host pistoned his hips like a machine, facefucking as her. Luth snd throat became a sleeve for his length and girth. His hands reaching down to grab and ho,d her crimson tits with a firm squeeze which made her nerves tingle with delicious pleasure. Her four golden eyes burning with pink glowing hearts of lust as his pre dazzled the tastebuds of her tongue. Not even the most virile Tetramand males were anywhere near half as well hung endowed let alone tantalised her into such a state of mind to mate and breed okke this but this earth man was truly exceptional.

Of course much as she wanted to taste and drink up his delicious seed, her urge to rut took more immediate need for attention and suffice to say? Krillin was proving himself a more than capable mate worthy of being able to please a Tetramand woman, it’s small wonder his blonde mate had approved and encouraged her to make a move like this as they started off with a deep and hard standing fuck. The four armed exotic warrior woman holding the short king in her grasp and embrace as he held onto her waist, bucking and thrusting into her tight, warm snatch as the inner muscle walls welcomed his penetration with need and lust. Deepthroated moans escaping her lips as her as her muscles tensed and flexed while her pussy juices flowed down like raindrops to form a growing puddle on the floor.

How Looma loved it, inch after inch of prime length and girth filling her, pounding her womb with the promise of his seed to invade snd flood it. The way her abs bulged and swelled from how deep his cock reached, the feel of his glorious heavy balls smacking her bubbly, well toned ass while he assaulted her tits with his talented mouth, kissing and licking them. Sucking on them as if to remind her she should practice for when she’d nurse and feed their future babies, which served to further motivate her libido as Looma proceeded to show Krillin how a Tetramand female liked to mate. Which he found out was basically a full on sexercise workout session thst woild leave a lesser man newr death with a crushed pelvis to say the least, did Tetramand women learn from the natives of Amazonia or something?

All the same he endured it like he only could, with an intensity and passion like he as fighting Cell and Frieza at the exact same time, much to Looma’s welcome delight of course. Her potential baby daddy demonstrating his own quite stunning strength as he took her in such alpha male positions such as doggy style or the mating press. The thrill of being fooled into a living pretzel or so primal, raw and animalistic as he smacked her ass and continued to hammer her snatch with his godly cock. Orgasms rocking her crimson amazonian frame one after another as her womb anticipated each and every moment he would blow his load and let loose with a tsunami of thstat rich life giving seed, promising plenty of buns to be cooking in her oven in the very near future.

It'd been a couple of hours with many orgasms and creampies later when the earthman and the Tetramand princess' erotic marathon had finally come to an end. Basking in the afterglow as they soothed their deliciously numb, aching bodies together in the bath, idly making out and sharing a little sensual lovemaking quickie together as if the energy of their afterglow compelled them to keep at it. It was no small wonder 18 came back home, having left Marron over at the Briefs home for a slumber party with Pan and Bra to find her husband and their resident ET lodger going at it in the living room. Looking on with voyeuristic glee to see Looma's little workout courtship had been successful and then some.

Licking her lips erotically at the sight of that crimson Amazon straddling her man as they went at it on the couch, lips pressed together in a sloppy make out as she bounced and rode her powerful form on that talented fuckhammer. It was no small wonder she wasted little to no time in stripping naked as she invited herself in to make this round of mating into a sudden threesome, ambushing Looma as the Tetramand princes moaned deeply at feeling 18 invade her ass with a double ended strap-on. A Warrior Monk model type of course, naturally, as the blonde cyborg pumped and thrust away to show her gratitude and welcome Looma into her unique little pack of sorts she was dedicated to making for her man. Much to Looma's pleasure of course as the wave of pleasure brought about from feeling Krillin's glorious cock twice over made her so glad she lucked out on a host family.

It was said in the aftermath of this day onward that Looma Redwind, princess of the Tetramand had declared herself married to a worthy mate she'd found on Earth and that she was pregnant with his children. Making regular trips to Earth or often bringing him over to her planet every now and then to make more and that the spawn these encounters provided would grow up to become the strongest and most gifted generation of warriors the race had ever seen. But just in terms of their physical strength and power of course with the males, though short in stature, said to be quite the breeding bulls while their sisters became every bit as beautiful and powerful as their mother. With a rather particular standard and taste in men......who stood between 4 to 6 foot even, were well endowed and very good in bed, like mother like daughters.....

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Cain meeting his cute younger step-brother for the first time u_u

His mother's ex drops him off on a weekend and Cain truly didn't expect a plump, blond goddess to drop by his front door in the early morning, dressed in his finest robes with the sweetest smile to ever grace his eyes.

Abel doesn't waste his time and introduces himself to Cain, who is nothing but a flustered, nervous mess.

Adam thinks its sweet how his two kids, despite being from different lovers, are getting along so well, so soon! He also thinks they should give them alone time so they can spend even more brotherly time together~! Lucifer doesn't object, as they do need buy groceries, after all.

Cain is tasked with taking care of his younger half-brother, who he thinks is sweet and innocent and doesn’t want to taint him with his taboo thoughts, not knowing that his every movements were only made to sway the older boy deeper into the pits of lust and temptation~

this thread feeds into my "Lilith is his other mommy" theory well 👀

Abel being this bodacious blond certainly explains a lot of things. It had seemed that the apple didn't fall far from the tree, one could even believe he was Adam and Lucifer's own with his cute genetics. But much to Cain's luck, they were step siblings, and he'd be meeting Abel for the first time. Cain had hoped to make an impression, but Abel pulled a fast one on him with his angelic voice, leaving him stammered in their first introduction. He certainly got his voice from his both amazing singing mamas and it showed.

Adam and Lucifer think it's the most darling sight, Cain is always curt in his dialogue so this was a first. And so, the two were left alone~

Cain does everything possible not to allude or even bring Abel in bad company. All as he believes that Abel is just too pure for this world! And in their hangouts together Abel allows for Cain to guide him about, even though he was the one actually doing the babysitting here!

The way Cain accidentally says things that could be taken out of context, it's hard not to smile about it without having other thoughts behind it~

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Hi I LOVE luis and I LOVE Serennedy and I’m SO HAPPY you have asks on!!

Anyways I was laughing to myself this morning about Luis’s first words to Leon being in English. Ik it’s just for the benefit of the players of re4r BUT I like to think that he only had to take one look at blonde, thicc, gun-clad Leon and go “yeah that’s an American, better speak English” like logically that’s a Spanish man in his isolated Spanish village, so he had no other reason to NOT speak Spanish there!!! He clocked Leon so fast lolol.

That’s not really question but wanted to share my brainrot. So uhhh, read any good Serennedy fics lately?

TUMBLR DELETED MY EXTREMELY LOMG ANSWER TO THIS AND I AM S O MAD BUT YOU HAVE SUCH A BIG MASSIVE BRAIN I JUST H A D TO DRAW YOUR CONCEPT

((Also not to plug my own art or anything but my main is @wisecrackingeric-2 if you wanna see more stuff like that!!!!))

BUT OH MY GOD?? Y E S ?????????? HOW HAVE I NEVER THOUGHT OF THIS BEFORE HOLY CRAP Leon’s big bodacious behind and jokes aside I REALLY WISH we got to see more of Luis using Spanish in casual conversation!!!!!! Like clearly he’s both VERY fluent in English and Spanish and uses them both interchangeably but GOD I WISH WE GOT TO HEAR LIKE A FULL CONVERSATION BETWEEN HIM AND MENDEZ OR SOMETHING. Like that opening scene in seperate ways???? MUWAH. IT WAS SO COOL. ANYWAYS YOUR ACTUAL QUESTION YES I HAVE S O MANY FIC RECS I CAN GIVE YOU!!!!!

‘Nothing Fades Like The Light’ by @greasedcowboy is genuinely possibly my favourite fanfiction of all time. I’ve never had to go lay down on my bathroom floor because of a fic until this one HXNEHENDIX

‘Another Time’ by @hamartia-grander is S U C H AN INCREDIBLY WELL PACED time travel fic with the most GUT WRENCHING plot twists EVER’

‘I Carry All My Sins’ by @mooseonahunt I don’t. I don’t even wanna spoil this one. Just. Just read it totally blind

‘Loves For Show’ by @theprestigegirly Is S U C H a good fake-dating slowburn fic which is H I G H PRAISE coming from someone who usually isn’t a fan of the genre!!!!!!!! Seriously if you like beautiful wording and gorgeous depictions of raw human emotion this one’s for you!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘We’ll Be Alright’ by @ugetelynx IS SO GOOD. GOD ITS SO GOOD MAN. It’s a S U P E R unique AU and the way Lynx weaves the story and takes you along the path of these two slowly learning how to live a life with one another- MWUAH. LITERALLY SO GORGEOUS. Prepare to have your soul ripped out of your ribcage

‘Redemption Of The Guilty’ by Sylanna!!!!! Again another one where I’m like just!!!! Go read it!!!!!!!! I don’t wanna spoil it!!

‘Digital Man’ by @geddy-leesbian CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AU CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AU CHILDHOOD FRIENDS AU (<- going insane pounding my fists on a wooden table)

‘Renovations’ by Gayhorrorboy IS SO CHARMING AND FULL OF GENUINE LOVE FOR THE SUBJECT AT HAND!!!!! I’ve been watching my friend work on this fic for MONTHS now and I can say with confidence it was made with so much love and care I can’t reccomend it enough!!!!

I W O U L D be tacky and add my own fics to this list but I haven’t stooped that low yet HANDHDNSJX if you’re curious though my AO3 handle is just WisecrackingEric!!!

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Pull Me in Deeper - Eris x OC - Ch 12

Rating: E, NSFW

Status: Multichapter, WIP, 12/20

Summary: Needing more alliances, Eris strikes a deal with Helion: go to the continent and find out information for him, and Day Court will support him usurping Beron. What he didn’t account for is the beautiful Day Court emissary accompanying him that makes his heart race while being such a thorn in his side.

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Tag list: @crazy-ache, @animezinglife, @lucienarcheron, @castielspelvis, @clockwork-ashes, @teddyhoneybear , @summerbummin , @works-of-heart , @secret-third-thing , @julesvanslutta , @the-darkestminds , @fieldofdaisiies , @chunkypossum

A/N: I know I posted last chapter right before Elucien Week so it probably got lost in the chaos. So if you missed last update, make sure to read chapter 11 too!

Snippet: Alexius threw back a large gulp of his wine. As he swallowed, he tasted the bitter notes that indicated this was not a fine vintage. He saw Eris frowning into his glass as he breathed in the fragrance. He opened his mouth to make a joke about the cheap quality, but a female with long blonde hair and golden skin was already sauntering over to them from behind Eris’ shoulder. Alexius gulped nervously, his muscles taut as he took in her predatory stare. When she reached his chair, she trailed her hand on Eris’ shoulder, sliding it down his arm. Eris turned to look at her, a seductive and approving smile pulling up his lips.

“Is this seat taken?” she asked, fluttering her long, dark lashes.

Eris patted his thigh, “It’s taken by you.”

The blonde slid onto Eris’ lap, and he placed his hands over her bodacious curves, touching her with admiring affection. Bile spilled into Alexius’ throat as he clenched his fists at his sides.

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Al Haithem type=Blond (Aether n Kaveh), Braid (Aether, Kaveh, & Kaeya's new skin), Bosom (Kaveh & Kaeya)

Bodacious (All 3)

I feel like if they want to one shot this man Aether needs to borrow a v neck from the other two

(Irregardless you draw all of them so gorgeously thank you so much for all that you do and share with us, have a wonderful day)

I'm answering these MONTHS later lmao

Each of them having types that fit the other three is sooo endearing to me

Alhaitham - pretty and smart

Kaveh - mischievous little shits

Kaeya - half of what they say doesn't make any sense actually. Its cute <3

Aether - TALL and gorgeous

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I'm here for a funny haha moment

Greed is turned into the porn version of vengeful ghost, like the porn of the Ring Ghost.

Greed whistled as she messed around with the so called "cursed tape" in her hands. A standard VHS tape. But, honestly, a curse like that was stupid. She could just tape over this and put something on there more useful! So, after securing the equipment, Greed shoved the tape into the VHS and began recording over it with another program, some once-in-a-lifetime broadcast of a famous singer's last concert.

Greed could tell something was wrong when the tape popped up with just a dark screen and a ring appeared on it. "What the shit...?" Greed muttered as she looked at the screen. She was prepared for a body to pop out of the screen. Some pale woman with long dark hair, grayish skin and a long white dress hugging her bodacious body. Greed yelped, trying to scrambled to get away, but in a flash, the ghost had Greed's arms, pinning her to the wall and staring at her through her long dark hair. Her dark, ethereal eyes and plump lips had Greed caught into a trance, before the ghost went in for a kiss. At first Greed tried to resist, but soon the ghost phased into Greed's body, leaving Greed alone in the apartment, twitching as her eyes dilate. Inside her eye, the ghost laughs, before disappearing. Then the changes began.

Greeds skin grayed as she clutched her head and face, a pleasant feeling encompassing her body. "Wh-whats...happening...?" Greed gasped, her hair growing out to cover her face as her lips plumped up. She moaned, her tongue lolling out and growing longer as she did.

"I feel...funny..." she moaned as her chest suddenly exploded in size, and her ass fattened even more. Her shoes disintegrated as her shirt started fusing together into a white dress that hugged her body tightly, hugging her abs and breasts. As the screen shown brighter, she started walking to it, nails blackening as she swayed to and fro. Kneeling down, she touched the screen as the ring appeared in her golden eyes, blonde hair obscuring her face. She pressed her face, hands, and breasts against the glass, before suddenly falling in. Climbing through the screen, she stood up inside, and the TV shut off.

The tape ejected, the label fixing itself to a new tape that said "Greed" on the front. And all the lights turned off, leaving the apartment empty, save for it's new ghost.

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like you might pretend

To be a Man. Like this. In your daytime job

But we know what happens at night… late-night on tv… when you get home and sigh,

💖big girls oo! bad girls oo! Blonde girls oo! You know what to do!💖call 1-900 im just a bimbo!!!💖

heaving YOUR cleavage into the camera because gosh, this is what you REALLY are

a bodacious blonde bimbette nympho bimbo

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Monster March 2024- Day 6- Doppleganger- Adjacent- Spring Fling

So what makes this Prompt Adjacent is- I actually commissioned @momolady for a modern- Short King- Goblin Boyfriend. Because I had this idea but my brain- at the time went- "nice idea, I have no dialog for that". She has not released the commission to Tumblr yet (it's coming, Matthias is EPIC and everything I never knew I always wanted) And OF COURSE, the moment I commission her? My brain went- 'Oh yeah, here you go'. So, obviously different characters, different names, same idea and concept which is close enough to a doppleganger in my opinion. And what better way to share "versions" of the same story than through something like this? And of course, I want to be clear- this is not being released because I wasn't perfectly happy with my commission, that's not true, I'm always 1000% satisfied. This is just what my brain gave me while I waited on a *Professional* because plot bunnies have a way of breeding and growing.

So, as always, huge thanks to @borealwrites for their amazing Monster March 2024 Prompt List. You have brought order to my chaos. lol. Enjoy.

Spring Fling

Gabe stopped and froze when watched the most beautiful woman he had probably ever seen in his life- walk into the hotel lobby as he was trying to push his kid and himself and their luggage cart into the elevator but stopped and rubbernecked the lilac night elven hybrid beauty that walked in.

“Hello Gorgeous.” Gabe breathed to himself as he felt his eyebrows raise into his hairline and his cock twitch against the leg he had put his cock next to in his pants. Hot damn.

She was gorgeous and practically a goddess. That perfect, pastel lilac with a soft ballet slipper pink undertone skin, paired with long, platinum blonde hair that reached that bodacious derriere, hanging in curls he wanted to wrap around his finger. Those hips that were hypnotizing him. He nearly fell over, trying to crane his head around as he watched her walk through the lobby.

And that jiggle of her ample cleavage and even that heavenly soft belly? Oh, he was done for. And then to see her in a sports miniskirt, with those long legs, with her large and in charge thighs that jiggled ever so deliciously from her steps, that he wondered would snap his waist off if they were to wrap around him? He could dream. Especially to see those tattoos snake up her legs and disappear under that skirt? Oh he wanted to see just how high up they went.

She was already nearly statuesquely tall, made even more exquisitely so in her wedge sandals with those bangles around her ankles the charms delightfully jingling with each step, accentuating her beautiful, pedicured feet in them.

Granted, Gabe was half goblin and half verdan, so he was already short, and he already knew every other woman was going to be taller than him. Which, he had made his peace with, a long time ago. Then he looked past her to see that the affect that she had had on him- was the same affect was on every other guy in that lobby as they seemed to part for her and let her walk right up to the desk since they had already checked in themselves but seemed to linger to watch her appreciatively, from orc, to elf, to tiefling, to minotaur, to human, every single kind of guy stopped to stare, some of them even whistling which made her head duck down and a pretty fuchsia blush dust on her cheeks as she pressed those full lips into a thin line and those heavenly lashes flutter as a worried frown cross her features before the protective side of Gabe came roaring to life.

He owned a coffee shop, and employed a lot of baristas and he knew that look all too well. But this wasn’t his establishment and, as much he wanted to step in, he was clearly outnumbered and most of these guys were at least two to three times his size and ten times his strength.

“Hi, I have a reservation under Thorne?” She offered to the receptionist before the elevator dinged.

“Dad?” Tristan asked and that finally pulled Gabe out of the spell Miss Thorne had seemed to cast over him.

Right, he was here with his son. He probably shouldn’t go chasing tail while he was with his son. He needed to refocus.

“Yeah, sorry, let’s go.” He finally said before he pushed the cart into the elevator before a few more passengers boarded the elevator with them to go up to the various rooms.

Meanwhile, Tatianna kept her head down as she walked into the hotel as she felt anxious that she felt that everyone was staring at her as she tried to walk quickly from the door to the receptionist’s desk and hated that the lobby was full because of course it was full of other dad’s whose wives and kids were in the car as they waited for their dad’s to check in. But being a single mom, she had to do this and to see a guy rush from the back- to dismiss the receptionist so he could stand proudly at the check in desk and smiled brightly at her as he got into position to wait on her as he even gestured to her and called her over.

"I can take care of you right here Miss." He pleasantly called out.

“Hi, I have a reservation under Thorne?” She asked as she had her phone- in it’s wallet case in one hand and got the credit card she was going to use to pay for this trip- in the other.

“Yes, hello Miss. Thorne, welcome to Starlight Suites. My name is Nathan, I’ll be checking you in today. I see you have booked a Little Dipper Suite, however, we are actually overbooked for that class of suite. So could I get you a free upgrade to an Aurora Suite instead?” The manager asked hopefully as he had seen her from the office and immediately got up out of his chair so he could check her out himself.

“That would be wonderful, thank you.” Tatianna smiled as she seemed to pull her phone down just out of sight as she silently put the phone to record this interaction.

“And you said that’s a free upgrade to an Aurora Suite right?” She repeated for her own record as she tucked her arm under her cleavage but kept the phone placed in such a way so as to record him too.

“Of course. You won’t be charged anything, not even the smallest of fees for the free upgrade to the Aurora Suite.” He repeated with a charming smile.

"Oops, overbooked on those too, Let’s get you into the Grand Celestial Suite.” He quickly offered as he clicked like crazy on his mouse to move her reservation up through the various tiers of their system- straight to the top.

“And also, for the inconvenience, I’m going to throw in fast passes for the park as well.” He informed her as he went ahead and gave her every add on he could in the computer and using his managerial code to comp it all too, as if Tatianna had been a five diamond award inspector he was trying to schmooze his way into getting a five diamond rating. But he was going to do his best to give her a five diamond experience nonetheless as the other receptionist slowly turned her head to give her manager an incredulous look before she just turned back to what she was working on and subtly shook her head.

“Oh, that’s very generous of you. Thank you.” Tatianna simply smiled pleasantly as she had hoped that this wouldn’t happen. But, at the same time, this would enhance her daughter’s Natalia’s vacation too so she shouldn’t complain as she chanced a look at the other receptionist and saw how she was just shaking her head and Tatianna was sure she was blushing from her chest up to the tips of her ears as she feared all the other guests were about to contest that perhaps they didn’t get the same treatment. But thankfully that didn’t happen.

“I’ll be right back.” Nathan offered before he had to go into the back to get the packages that were technically supposed to get all kinds of upcharges to access, but that he was freely giving to the hottest guest he had had in years as he avoided the irritated glares of the receptionist who was on duty but who had instead made herself busy clearing out the room cards from other guests and putting them into the basket that was used to recode for new rooms.

Nathan came back only a moment later with everything he had eagerly grabbed from the back to make a custom “welcome package” for his guest. And when he printed out practically half a reem of paper of all the coupons and vouchers and passes to her, he had to instead put it all into a folder to keep it all organized as he even gave her a discounted rate on her actual reservation. So that she essentially got half of her original reservation for free, but with the value of everything she now had, was really at a huge discount as he made sure to use his best pen- to write down all his phone numbers with, especially his personal number on the back of his best business card for her.

“Will you need any help getting your luggage from your vehicle? Also, feel free to park in priority parking. Just in case.” He insisted as he made sure to give her a special placard that she could park there without getting towed or anything before she took that as well.

“No, we packed light, we can carry it ourselves. Thanks.” She waived off before she waived by with her left hand, trying to subconsciously flick her left ring finger with it’s wedding ring still there on her finger the most- to hopefully catch his attention and give him the subtle signal that she wasn’t “on the menu��� herself before she walked out of the line of sight of the receptionist desk and past the elevators, just as Gabe was there, with his now empty luggage cart.

“Oh, are you returning that?” She asked as she pointed to it.

“Yup, you need it?” He asked as he gently pushed it towards her.

“Yes, thank you so much. Have a great day!” She thanked him brightly with a smile that shamed the sun and that made him swoon as she took it and pushed it herself as now Gabe could really oggle that amazing ass and those powerful thighs in that flouncy work out mini skirt with shorts underneath- as she walked away from him. But not for long before the elevator doors closed and he found himself simply sighing in defeat as he went ahead and pressed the button for his floor.

“Down boy.” He sarcastically chided his own cock as it had seemed to instantly get hard and wanted out of his pants and instantly into her. He was practically a dirty old man at this point, there was no use lusting after a sweet young thing like her.

He went back to his room and unpacked and then went to go get some ice and nearly dropped the ice bucket when he saw Miss Gorgeous walking down the same hallway he was staying on with that luggage cart with quite a bit of luggage on it.

“Natalia, could you please get the door for me?” Miss Gorgeous asked a young girl who was wearing a hoodie with her shorts and headphones and still nose deep into her phone before the girl murmured and put the key card to the reader and opened the door for her mom.

“Thank you Sweetheart.” Her mom cooed as she maneuvered the luggage rack into the room from the hallway before the door shut behind her and Gabe practically engraved the room number onto his brain before he decided not to be a nosy stalker and continue to get the one thing he knew he needed to get- ice. And at this rate, a very cold, ice cold shower.

Then, once he had to practically dive to scrape the remains of the ice from the ice machine and he got the ice and was on his way back to his room, he noticed the manager outside of her room, knocking.

“Is there a problem?” Tatianna asked worriedly once she came to the door.

“No! No problem at all, Miss Thorne, you just forgot this at check in. And I wasn’t sure if your drink bar was fully stocked or not, so I brought some complimentary items, just in case.” He offered her another folder and a bunch of gift bags, practically bursting with goodies and even a flower arrangement and two bottles of wine in wine gift bags, dangling from his fingers, one red, one white, along with a bottle of champagne, the best they had- from the bar downstairs.

“Oh, thank you so much.” She managed to say in a forced polite, pleasantness that Gabe caught onto once again as his instincts suddenly planted his feet right where they were as he stayed at a respectful distance but still in full view as his own ears seemed to train on Miss Gorgeous and this manager, who was clearly making her very uncomfortable.

“And of course, my card, feel free to call me at any of those numbers if you have any needs that I can fulfill.” Nathan tried to say as he pointed to his personal number he had written on the back of his business card for emphasis as Gabe frowned deeply as she seemed to want to hide as much of herself behind the door.

“Oh, ok, I still have your card that you gave me downstairs at check in, but thank you. Now I really have no excuse to accidentally lose your number. But really, the room is very nice, quite luxurious, thank you so much for the free upgrade, my family and I really appreciate it and it’s really making our family vacation from good to great.” She tried to compliment.

“Oh, yeah, um, sorry, did I need to add more passes or something? Did I miss someone?” He asked as he distinctly remembered that there was just one adult and one minor at check in, both feminine names.

“No, it’s a girls weekend this weekend, we left the boys at home. And it isn’t Miss Thorne, it’s Mrs. Thorne actually.” She tried to waive off after she put the things down behind the door instead of letting him come into the room himself.

“But we really appreciate your hospitality and generosity. Have a nice day.” She tried to politely say before she shut the door and Gabe’s gut and instincts screamed at him that this asshole was going to be a problem. Gabe got a good look at the manager’s name badge so he could have half a mind to write corporate about this as he changed his course to walk right up to this guy as the manager made a single step away as he had turned away from Gabe to head to the elevators.

“Can I have your card too? Just in case I should need anything either?” Gabe asked loudly before Nathan seemed to jump a little that he got caught before turning on him with an irritated scowl that he quickly tried to cover up in a pleasant smile.

“Unfortunately that was my last card, I’m sure if you go down to the receptionist desk, they can give you one there. If you’ll excuse me, other guests need my attention.” Nathan politely offered before he walked off and rounded the corner at the elevators before the door creaked open and Mrs. Thorne peeked her head out.

“Is he gone?” She whispered.

“Yeah, he’s gone. Sorry about that, you should complain to corporate for harassment.” He offered to her as he backed away from her door, so as not to appear to be crowding her too- as she poked her head out further to make sure that manager wasn’t lurking anywhere before she heard the elevator ding and the doors open, thanks to her large, beautiful ear inclined towards the elevators as she faintly heard him huff as he went on and then the doors closed, bringing him back to the main lobby.

“Here.” She offered the card that the manager just gave her and gave it to him.

“Are you here with your family too?” She asked as she eyed him appreciatively as she recognized him from the elevator earlier as now he was closer, she could take a moment to really appreciate more of his features. Those big, beautiful sage green ears, combined with that very distinctive nose, that had been just a touch crooked from his fighting youth she imagined and she of course, noticed how a few gray hairs peppered his otherwise dark brown hair as it slicked back over his head with a few pieces, defying it and curling back over to hang in his face as a few wrinkles seemed to frame his eyes and make a pair of laugh lines around his handsome mouth.

“Yeah, granted that family consists of just me and my son, Tristan. But yeah.” He offered.

“That’s wonderful. I take it you’re here for the Spring Fling?” She asked hopefully as she nodded out of the window that showed the amusement park, with it’s world renowned and world record holding roller coasters piercing the skyline since this hotel was considered one of the many resort suite hotels of the park.

“Yes.” He confirmed with a nod.

“Us too, maybe we’ll see each other again at the park. Here, he gave us free vouchers for fast passes at the park this weekend. If they’re tied to my room, just use my room number and my name. Tatianna Thorne, in room 1553 and you can claim you’re my guests if need be. Here let me write that down for you.” She grabbed at her purse behind the door and got a pen out and wrote them down on the paper before she just handed him the new folder of new coupons and vouchers, another set of the ones Nathan had already given her at the receptionist's desk.

“Oh, we’re ok. You don’t have to.” He tried to refuse her.

“Did you have all of this already? Because if you did, you could use this instead and get a refund for yourself.” She tried to insist as she took a step out of her room and practically pushed the folder into his hands.

“You don’t owe anyone anything, me most of all. If the manager is going to be like that- the rest of your stay, I’ll happily bear witness to his harassment as an objective witness to it. Just in case.” Gabe insisted.

“I know, that’s why I’m so grateful for you stepping up and stepping in. He insisted that all of this was free at check in and I’m afraid that if I say anything now, he’ll end up charging me for all of this. And I really don’t have that kind of money. And I really don’t want it to be a ‘he said- she said’ kind of thing.” She offered in a low, hushed murmur, as if she was afraid that if she said it too loudly, the manager would jump out of a room at any moment as she gave the hallway another worried glance to see a family head towards the pool as the dad gave her a longing glance before he refocused on his family.

“So what exactly did he say at check in?” Gabe asked as he felt himself slip back into protective manager mode.

“Actually, if you don’t mind, could I get your email address? I actually recorded the conversation, just in case. I could send you the audio file, it’s too big to send in a text.” She offered as she pulled her phone out of her pocket on her shorts under her skirt.

“Yeah sure, it’s…” Gabe gave her his gmail address before she gave him her phone as he traded his ice bucket and the folder for so she could save him as his contact as Gabe felt like he must have slipped and hit his head because this felt so surreal.

But the poor woman was scared because she was being preyed upon. And obviously this had been done to her so many times that she knew she had to do things like this to protect herself and he would not be that asshole to take advantage of this, or her before they traded it back and she sent a quick text to him, so that he would know who the new message was from so he could save her in his phone.

“Dad?” Tristan asked once he poked his head out of his room to wonder where his dad was.

“I’ll be right there.” Gabe offered.

“Thank you so much for doing this. I hope you have a good weekend with your son.” She offered.

“Thanks, and I hope you have a good girls weekend. You should call those boys in your life to come if he tries that again.” Gabe offered.

“Oh, that. Yeah.” She blushed and looked away guiltily and moved her side swept bangs behind her pretty ears that had blushed a dark violet.

“White lie to keep the creeps at bay?” He guessed.

“That obvious?” She asked with a wince.

“Nope. Sounded like the gospel truth to me and it is- as far as I’m concerned. I own a coffee shop, the things my baristas have to tell all their customers, I’ve heard it all.” He waived off.

“Oh! That explains it then. I’ll let you get back to your son. Thank you so much for your help.” She offered.

“Yeah, and if you ever need mine, I’m just a few doors down the hall, in 1575. Don’t be a stranger ok?” He pointed to where his son was standing and watching curiously.

“Only if you won’t be one either.” She grinned happily.

“For sure Mrs. Thorne- enjoy your evening.” He offered as he used the folder in his other hand to salute her off and walked away, feeling a whole foot taller.

“You too.” She returned before she slipped back into her room.

“So what happened?” Tristan asked his dad.

“You know how I, very rudely and disrespectfully, ogled at Miss Gorgeous when she walked into the hotel?” He asked with a wincing grimace.

“Yeah. And now you’re talking to her. Did you get her number?” Tristan asked his dad hopefully.

“I did, but not for that reason. The manager of the hotel was coming on to her and she was very, understandably- uncomfortable. So I made it a point to stay and witness the interaction, just in case the manager tries anything else. And because I took that stand of solidarity, she got my number and my email address so she could send me the recording of the interaction as proof of what the manager did, just in case he doubles back on either her or us. And, he already gave her a set of fast passes and so she had these extra ones that she felt obliged to share with us. So if we see her, and her daughter, be nice and say thanks ok?” He urged as he gave his son the folder and put the ice bucket in it’s place before he fished his phone from his pocket to smile at the new number and save it as Tatianna Thorne.

“Holy cow! She got…everything! He hooked her up!” Tristan gasped in astonishment as he took the folder to the table and took out everything and organized it before Gabe wiped his hands off and came over and sat down to see it all.

“Tatianna Thorne.” Tristan read off of the pretty name written across the paper.

“Pretty name.” Tristan grinned at his dad.

“And an even prettier woman with it.” Gabe blurted as he just looked at all of this stuff and knew he was holding vouchers for hundreds, if not at least a thousand dollars worth of stuff as he got on the app and used the codes already printed off on the papers to add what he could to his digital tickets on the theme park’s app and grinned when all of it was added flawlessly and seamlessly.

“So what’s her daughter’s name?” Tristan asked.

“I have no idea. I didn’t ask and she didn’t tell. But I’m sure you’ll see her around, probably at the pool if not in the theme park.” Gabe shrugged.

“Got it all?” Tristan asked before they double checked it.

“Yup. Got it all.” Gabe nodded.

“Can we go down to the pool now?” He asked.

“Yes.” Gabe caved before they got changed into their swim trunks and went down to the pool and swam around for a while with the other kids before Tatianna came down, both her and her daughter in bikinis and bath robes as nearly every guy and several women with a pulse seemed to stop and stare to see them there.

“Ugh.” Natalia glared at everyone who was gawking at her and her mom.

“Let’s just go.” She urged her mom as she pulled the bathrobe around her tighter.

“If you feel unsafe we can go. Do you feel unsafe?" Tatianna asked.

"...no..." Natalia grumbled as she practically had to stamp 'fuck off' all over her face as her dirty glares finally got the others to look away and stop staring at her or her mom.

"Well, if any of them dares to approach you or makes you uncomfortable, let me know and we will deal with them and we'll leave. But otherwise, I would really appreciate at least a little soak in the hot tub. The younger kids are still safe, I'm sure most of the moms are too. And there's other girls here who look to be about your age. Maybe you can make a friend or two while we're here.” Tatianna encouraged as she put her things down and put her hair up into a messy but still gorgeous bun before she shirked the bathrobe off and walked over to the hot tub and slipped in just about the time, all the dads seemed to want to get into the hot tub too.

“Hi, I take it you’re Mrs. Thorne’s daughter?” Tristan asked as he came up to Natalia and gently tapped on her upper arm before she turned on her heel to start cussing this guy who had the audacity to know her mom's name- before she turned and frowned and closed her mouth and then looked down to see Tristan there, staring up at her with a friendly smile.Aw, he was just a little kid. Ok, false alarm. She reeled her knee jerk reaction back and dialed down her intensity a bit and tried to remind herself that not every single man she saw was not out to get her or her mom. That there were still some good, and innocent people out there. And with him being so much smaller than her, and appearing to be so much younger than her, she happily slipped into 'big sister' mode.

“Oh, hi, yeah. I’m Natalia Thorne. Nice to meet you.” She offered as she sat down on the sun chair so she could be more or less eye level with him and smiled warmly as he looked about at least a year younger than her, but because he was clearly a goblin hybrid himself, made him a lot shorter than her, but only helped her feel more at ease with him.

“I wanted to come and say thank you for the fast passes and the drink cup vouchers and the funpix.” He cheerfully offered to her.

“Aww, you’re welcome. I’m happy you get to use them. So what’s your name?” She asked as she offered her hand for him to shake.

“Tristan, Tristan Black. That’s my dad- Gabriel Black. But you can call him Gabe.” He said as he pointed over to his dad who was still in the water, trying not to get jumped on by the other kids jumping into the pool as Natalia connected the dots from the earlier conversation her mom had had in the hallway that she had overheard.

“Well it’s a pleasure to meet you Tristan. So you’re here for Spring Fling right?” She asked.

“Yeah. I won this trip in a book reading contest at my school over the whole school year.” He smiled.

“Awesome! How many books did you read?” She asked.

“One hundred and thirty eight!” He beamed.

“Holy cow! Wow! That's a lot. I probably only get to read a few a month. Which ones were your favorites?” She asked.

“All of the Lord of the Rings.” He smiled.

“Ooh! I've seen the movies, never got a chance to read the books.” She offered happily.

"Well did you like the movies?" He asked hopefully.

"Yeah, granted they're a bit typecasted. But yeah." She nodded.

"Well yeah, unfortunately, it is. That's the way it's always been in Hollywood." He had to nod in agreement with a more dissappointed expression.

"Well you never know, there's a lot of actors and actresses that try to break all those typecasting molds. Besides, with Netflix and Amazon and Disney, new types of media are being produced all the time. Maybe a new mini series will come out that will break all the molds and make us look at everything and everyone differently." She encouraged.

"Well what kind of books do you like to read?" He asked when he saw a corner of a book peek out from her pool bag.

“Oh! It's a ‘laws of the universe’ book that discusses how gravity, electromagnetism, along with strong nuclear force and weak nuclear force can orchestrate how different solar systems work and we can use them to chart courses through star systems one day.” She answered as she pulled it out and showed it to him.

“Woah, I know about gravity. I don’t know about any of the other things.” He offered sheepishly as he stared at the different diagrams and things in the book.

“It’s ok. Very few people do. I just really like science. But did you know that most of the rides that are in the park- run on electromagnetism? Every single steel coaster uses electromagnetism…” she began before she slipped her robe off and walked with him from her chair back to the pool to talk about how and why they used it to mimic jet propulsion without having to use the engine of a jet or the mechanics of a big hill to gain speed and momentum.

Gabe hung back as he was sure Tristan was learning more in this moment than he had his whole life in school as soon other little kids, overhearing Natalia talk about the coasters came to join in on the conversation and listen to her with rapt attention as she sat on the steps with all the little kids around her as the older kids seemed to hang back and then regroup with each other and left her alone.

“Did you invent the roller coasters?” One kid asked.

“No, it's just an interest of mine." She shrugged off before the other families came down to the pool as the older teen guys immediately perked up at seeing Natalia there with the other littler kids as their dads seemed to immediately notice her mom as Tatianna immediately put her guard up with the older guys as Natalia did the same with the older boys.

Meanwhile- Tatianna felt like she batted away every advance from every other guy, even ones clearly there with their families as she used that time to make sure each and every single one knew and understood that her daughter was only 14 and way under age and off limits and that if their sons tried anything, they would be dealt with accordingly with the proper authorities if need be. Granted she got a bit of flack for her daughter dressing like "jail bait". But she could easily and readily defend that the problem was with them- sexualizing a child. Not, what that child was wearing.

That seemed to shut the dads of the boys up and get them to pull their sons aside and let them know that Natalia was off limits. But that didn't stop all the other guys who didn't have a son to pose 'a threat' to Natalia to just close in tighter as they were eager to run all the other guys through the dirt and mud for practically being pedos. So while Tatianna got to win Natalia some breathing room by getting as many as she could off of her daughter's trail in a sense- it only made her feel more hunted herself.

The wives seemed to congregate together and watch on jealously as Tatianna wished her bikini top covered more of her bountiful chest, even though it was cut modestly, her bountiful chest could make a nun’s shroud look sexy as sin. She felt like her breasts were liable to float right off her chest and into the eager hands and mouths of the others in the hot tub with her as the rest of her body was not even close to relaxing, if anything it was even more tense than it had been before she ever slipped into this hot tub.

But then, Gabe got out of the pool and Tatianna found herself practically staring to see, even cold, the burmese python of a cock in his swim trunks as she subconsciously licked her lips and wanted nothing more than to see just how big and girthy it could get when it would get hard. He was like a well seasoned steak among fast food burgers, and she was starving and sick of fast food.

“There’s room for you to sit here Gabe.” Tatianna offered as she moved so that he would be between her and all the others in the hot tub.

“Oh, thanks.” He grinned as he came to her rescue and spread out to give her more room and space as she practically wedged herself into a far corner.

“So how are those boys of yours doing? Hopefully not getting into trouble while you get a girl’s weekend with Tali are they?” He decided to ask her before she beamed a happy smile for him that he would refer back to that little ruse she had used earlier.

“No, they’re on a motorcycle trip up north- doing the Tunnel of Trees because the trees are blooming and it’s really pretty this time of year. But much chillier.” She offered.

“Nice, and they ride…?” He ventured.

“Oh Matty got himself an Indian Pursuite Elite. So he and Jake are quite comfortable on that ride.” She beamed as Gabe whistled as the corners of his mouth quirked up into a big grin.

“That’s a nice bike.” He nodded.

“That’s a forty five thousand dollar bike.” Another dad balked.

“Well My Steve had an Indian Chief before and for our anniversary this year, he went ahead and got himself that early anniversary present.” Tatianna divulged.

“How many years have you two been together again?” Gabe asked.

“Fifteen. Natalia is 14 already. I can’t believe it, we’re getting so old!” Tatianna laughed, her own lines and wrinkles on her own beautiful face seeming to really make her look that much more like a masterpiece in Gabe's eyes.

"Nah, just better with time. But I know Steve still counts himself lucky to have you faithfully by his side." Gabe offered and the look of adoration and happiness that practically made her glow.

"You bet your sweet ass he does. He's never had to worry about that from me." She proudly proclaimed.

"Because you've never given him a reason to worry." Gabe smiled as she nodded.

"And I know he trusts you to keep an eye on his girls while he's away." She winked at him which made him crinkle his nose and laugh and nod.

"A trust I don't dare betray." Gabe nodded before the others took that as deterrent enough for them to lose interest and get out of the hot tub before Gabe slid away to afford Tatianna more breathing room before she finally felt safe enough to relax.

"Thank you so much for that." Tatianna thanked him as she melted into the hot waters.

"I take it, that happens to you a lot?" He asked.

"Yeah, I keep forgetting how much Stephan shielded me from all of that. Now, it's just easier to wear the ring and have everyone assume the idea of him as deterrent enough." She muttered.

"Divorce?" He guessed.

"Nope. He died. He was a firefighter. He got caught in the California wildfires when he volunteered to help fight them. His helicopter crashed when he got stuck in a fire tornado." She revealed.

"Yikes." He grimaced.

"Yeah. What about you? Please tell me you don't have a tale of woe greater than mine." She tried to offer in a slight teasing tone.

"Nope. Not even close. Tristan came from a one night stand. But his mom and I are friends but obviously it was a one and done. Simple joint custody. She moved on with another guy. And I have tried to as well. But every woman I try to date, thinks that every young batista I employ is a threat to her. But they are just college girls in a college town just trying to survive each semester. And I have no interest in girls in that age group. Especially when I'm right at that age where I'm not quite old enough to be their dad but not quite young enough to be a big brother either." He tried to explain as he used the water to slick back his hair again before it would fall back in his eyes and disrupt his view of her.

"What's the college and what's the town?" She asked curiously.

"Oxford." He answered.

"Oxford… Ohio?" She asked.

"Yeah…" He answered as she started giggling then laughing.

"Oh no way. Eaton." She offered.

"Oh my gosh. Wow. Small world." He had to laugh with her because that was practically 25 minutes away from home.

"So what's the name of your coffee shop?" She asked.

"Coffee, Black. Because my last name is Black and that's how I like my coffee. And I also own the adjacent bar Black and Tan." He offered.

"Nice. I'm a trauma nurse at Kettering Medical, Preble. I'm the trauma nurse stabilizing patients when they get care flighted from our little rural Medical Center to Dayton or Richmond Indiana." She offered.

"Wow." He blinked in surprise.

"Matthew was a helicopter pilot for Med Flight when he wasn't a firefighter or when he wasn't in the airforce, flying choppers for them. And we met when the Preble County Medical Center got a set of helicopters and a group of helicopter pilots. And after I showed a lot of aptitude for it, he got me on his crew and we got on the same work schedule so that we always worked together. But since he died, I've been on the swing shifts with the other pilots when I'm not the triage nurse." She confessed.

"Did he really have that motorcycle?" Gabe asked.

"No, he had a Suzuki, his brother got an Indian though and he got to ride it a few times when his brother broke his ankle getting his bike into a motorcycle trailer. That Indian was the most comfortable bike I had ever ridden and we had agreed that for our anniversary, we would upgrade to that. But when he died before we could do that, I used a portion of his life insurance policy and I upgraded to an Indian Elite. I got it in royal blue, my favorite color. But the way Tali and I pack - we needed the SUV for this trip and it's only supposed to be hot today and get the cold snap tomorrow. You know how spring is, a lamb one day and a lion the next." Tatianna murmured lowly so that only Gabe could hear her as she leaned in and cupped her hand around his handsome and distinguised ear before she sat back up as he could only hope and pray that these bubbling waters would distort the fact that his cock was practically trying to swim into her from there. God, it had been practically a lifetime since such a heavenly sound went into his ears as her face brushing up against it, almost made him shudder instead of just lightly shiver as all the hair on his arms tried to stand on end.

"So what about you? Is it just you and Tristan? Do you have any pets?" She asked.

"Two cats, and two dogs." He answered.

"Alfie, Lucie, Bugger and Trix." He listed off on his fingers as Tatianna got to appreciate he had four fingered hands and those fingers were bigger, and stout and strong and long. Long enough to probably reach her G spot just right if he fingered her she mused.

"Three cats, 1 dog." She answered.

"Jasmine, Contessina and Roxanne for the cats and one big chonkous humongous dog - Buddy." She listed off.

"Sounds like a full house." He said.

"It is. But that's only because Steve and I never got to have more kids. Because by the time Natalia was 4 and in preschool, and we were already so happy to be done with nursing, weaning, and diapers and potty training, and I was wanting to jump head first into flying helicopters, I couldn't do that and have a baby on the tit at the same time because I took those four years off to be a stay at home mom, which was fun, but I missed work and I didn't want to get just to the point of flying just to be grounded again for another four years. But then, just as I got my pilot's license, just for Steve to die in a helicopter crash trying to fight those wildfires that burned most of the state, and for him to be gone and now it feels like I wasted all that time learning to fly when I could have been a mother to more kids, but, still, can't change anything now. And now that Tali is getting older, it's nice that it's just the two of us and every weekend gets to be a girl's weekend." Tatianna tried to justify.

"Woman, you're gonna make me cry." Gabe tried to tease as he wiped a stray tear from his eye.

"Sorry, sorry, sad backstory over." She shook her head.

"So tell me about all those baristas in that coffee shop of yours." She instigated.

"Oh you mean the walking disasters that think common sense in a special kind of change in the cash drawer?" He remarked before she barked a loud laugh before he did everything in his power to make her laugh as her peals of laughter soon echoed in the pool room.

"Mom? I'm hungry." Natalia said as she came over and sat next to her mom.

"I'm hungry too Dad." Tristan said as he did the same.

"What sounds good for dinner?" Tatianna asked.

"I don't know, let just get dressed and see what's around." Natalia shrugged.

"Ok, see you at the park, you guys have a good night." Tatianna offered before she slipped out of the hot tub and picked up her things, slipped into her flip flops and left with her daughter out of there as Gabe resisted the urge to follow them.

"So how did things go with Mrs. Tatianna go?" Tristan asked.

"Really well, how did things go with Natalia?" Gabe asked as he noticed his son was practically vibrating with excitement.

"She's so cool! And wicked smart!" Tristan gushed before he spent the entire walk back to their room to talk about it.

"So why did you stay so close to Gabe?" Natalia asked and she and her mom got to their rooms and stripped out of their bikinis to get changed into something for dinner.

"Because he heard me tell the manager it was a girl's weekend and that we left "the boys" at home." Tatianna prompted.

"And?" Natalia nodded.

"And Gabe was there, in the hall and witnessed that. And he stayed until the manager left. And at the pool, he brought that up to the other guys, and we pretended to know each other and with him playing along with the little white lie that Dad is alive and that you have a brother who is currently having a boys weekend with Dad, he was essentially a cockblock for me. And saved me from more and more aggressive flirtations. And he owns a coffee shop in a college town and he deals with aggressive patrons trying to flirt with his baristas so he's used to running interference without also having an ulterior motive. And so far he's the first one on this trip who hasn't tried to flirt with me. And he just made me feel... safe and relaxed while he shielded me." Tatianna tried to explain as she stuffed her boobs into yet another minimizing bra to try to contain her bountiful cleavage.

"So the first gentlemen among pigs." Natalia grinned as she slipped into a sports bra and then another outfit for dinner before she grabbed her little makeup bag.

"Yes, very much so. But now, thanks to this little white lie that got spun into this whole thing and with Gabe practically swearing I'm a good little faithful wife who would never dream of infidelity, now I can't pursue him while we're here without appearing like a huge hypocrite and then open myself up to the masses. And to make it either worse or better, he lives in Oxford. Like 20 minutes away. And he's actually my age! And he wears his age so well and he's actually, genuinely funny. But this is still our vacation and I should be focused on you." Tatianna tried to console as she touched up her own makeup in the mirror.

"Hey, if you want to get dicked down while we're here, I'm cool with that. And if a weekend fling ends up being a little more permanent, I don't mind. Plus, Tristan and I got along pretty good. He's still at that "most girls have cooties" stage. Which is actually kind of nice.” She praised.

"So what would you like for dinner?" Tatianna asked.

"Steak, and shrimp." Natalia answered.

"So that's either Outback, Longhorn, Texas Roadhouse, Logan's…" Tatianna listed off.

"Let's invite Gabe and Tristan, see what they want." Natalia offered.

"Really?" Tatianna asked as her eyes lit up and her ears perked up.

"Yeah, if your ears perk up that high at the thought of it. Yeah." Natalia grinned happily, happy to see her mom happy too.

"Ok." Tatianna beamed before she shot Gabe a quick text. Oh this trip officially had the potential to go from good to great if Gabe said yes.

To be continued….

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Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse: Korra’s senpai.

Satan city locals couldn’t help but turn their heads at the couple walking hand in hand and really, who could blame. It wasn’t everyday you saw a sensational pro fighter and the ceo of a high grade mechanical manufacturing firm thst could compete with against capsule corp out in public. Especially together as a couple, not that it was scandalous or anything mind you, it just wasn’t often you saw out in the open like this, but Damn if they weren’t quite the picture perfect example of opposites attract. A stunning elements high class beauty who you know could live the good life and enjoy the finer things,and a rough tough tumble toned amazonian beauty of a tomboy. Their height difference distinct with the tomboy, Korra at 5 foot 7 and her lover Asami at an even 6 feet tall. If anything the only scandal would be what these two were getting up and the purpose for which was bringing them toeards their pending destination. One of Satan city’s 5 star hotels, with the penthouse suite booked for them and their guests for this little secret get together for the day. Yes sir,Asami Sato and her lovely gal Korra had a spicey side to their love life and this evening woild be no different. Especially for Korra who couldn’t really contain any sense of giddiness or excitement, and with good reason of course. Asami:”I have to say Korra,I don't think I've ever seen you so excited before. makes me feel rather jealous,you naughty girl you...”*walking hand in hand with her girlfriend in satan city,on their way to a high class hotel. Their choice of evening wesr stylish yet casual,her sensual feminine classy elegance in contrast to her lover. A bemused expression her face at how eager her water tribe she-stallion seemed* Korra:”What,really? Silly me,sorry babe, I just can't help it, I mean it's been a while since I’ve seen my old senpai. I Mean you’re the one who asked for the juicy details and arranged this little get together..”*the amazonian to buy teased playfully. A slight blush on her face and a catlike grin of delight on her expression.*

Asami giggled as she gave Korra a kiss on the cheek, curious to get to know this “senpai” quite well herself and likely as intimately. As they entered the hotel,getting their copy of the keycard from reception as the concierge informed them their fellow guests had arrived. Which made their pulses skyrocket as they got into the elevator,passing the time in the steady ascent of the compartment to cop a feel of one another. A simple casual makeout session as they assaulted one another’s bodies with some heavy petting to add fuel to the growing fire of lust and passion, burning between them for each other as well as what they were about to do. Faces flushed red as they stepped out the lift to make their way towards the penthouse suite door. Soon as Asami opened it with the keycard, they were greeted by the sight of a certain 5 foot compact fighter turned cop and his blonde bombshell of a wife, with Korra closing the distance gap between them as she hugged the cue ball. Her 7 inches of height different to him causing his head to be sandwiched between the valley of her bodacious boobs. Asami giggling at Krillin’s expression as did 18, before watching eith sensual delight as Korra planter her lips on his, giving him quite the passionate, lust fuelled kiss.

Korra:*purring as she broke the kiss,a little trail of saliva between them,panting slightly to control her racing heartbeat.* “Mm senpai it’s been way too long,you naughty man…”*she teased,giggling st the deadpan indigntsnt expression Krillin gave her, before she gasped and moaned as Krillin sudden,t gave her denim clad ass a swift slap,followed by grabbing and squeezing it. The well toned booty a lot more bubbly than it seemed.*”ooooh so forceful Sendai…but I’d expect nothing less from the stud who ruined me for other men…”

Krillin:*despite the grimace he wore on his face,he wasn’t hesitating in copping a feel of the tomboy’s amazonian beauty of a work of art of a body.*”There you go again, being so damn impulsive…”*rolling his eyes as Korra playfully stuck her tongue out at him and at the giggles 18 and Asami sent his way.* “but hey let’s not best around the bush huh? You came all this way and what not so let’s get right to it…”

Soon as he finished saying that,he began to strip, Asami humming sensually in approval whole Korra licked her lips with erotic anticipation. 18 herself stripping down to absolute nudity as she let the lair enjoy her compact hubby’s physique on display, a Herculean work of art with only his boxers remaining on as he sat in the edge of the mattress of the queen sized bed. Korra and Asami purring as eyed him up and down. Soon the tomboy found her lover pressing herself to her,as they began to make out. Giving Krillin a little lesbian show to which 18 added herself to the mix,her hands joining theirs in stripping them,as their lips and tongues all danced together in a blurry heat of growing passion. The sight of the erection now pitching a tent in the shirt king’s boxers spurring them on as soon Korra and Asami were now naked,their curvy bodies varying in their muscle tone,Korra’s from an intense workout routine while Asami despite her feminine grace knew her way around working and handling heavy machinery. They alongside 18 striking sensual poses for his enjoyment,before Korra strode over to kiss and make out with her senpai once more,kissing down along his torso with lusty thirst, soon kneeling on the carpeted floor as she tugged down his boxers. Removing them and throwing them aside as she licked her lips with eagerness. Rubbing his balls and grasping his raging hard cock, stroking as it as she looked at Asami like she was presenting and singing the praises of a national treasure.

Korra:*a shameless lewd look on her face,you’d swear pink hearts were glowing in her lust hazed eyes.*”Mmm just look at it asami, this length and girth..this is a real man right here. The feel,the taste, the scent….”*she couldn’t contain herself any more,as she began plant licks and kisses on Krillin’s cock. Soon latching her lips on it to suck and blow, drowning it with her saliva.*

Asami couldn’t find it in her make a witty comeback, too entranced by the sight of her butch tomboy lover acting like such a butch in what as she lavished oral worship on Krillin’s manhood. In the blink of an eye she wasted no time in joining them. Pressing her lips to his as they made out, hands massaging that muscular torso as she kissed her way down along physique, soon joining Korra in tagteaming him with a tandem blowjob. Hands rubbing her slit as she felt how wet she was, arousal skyrocketing at seeing her lover do the same. Now she can see how and why Korra had been so vivid in the details she shared about stories of her old senpai, the man she gave her first time to, a stud so amazing sexually thst it’s small wonder she proclaimed he ruined her for other men. Something she was going to thank him for,as they continued to shower his cock with lusty licks and kisses. Asami leaving red kiss marks thanks to her lip stark, marking his shaft and balls SWAK (sealed with a kiss). 18 of course licked her lips with delight at the display before her, soon joining them as she added her own mouth and tongue to the mix. Krillin could only tilt his head back to groan as the sensation and vision of his wife and two very kinky,horny lesbisexuals (bicurious lesbians) assaulted his manhood with their mouths and tongues. The 3 way blowjob soon rewarding their stunning fellatio skills as he erupted, his dick spraying with white hot scream. Catching it in their mouths and on their faces, making out with each other to clean it off as Krillin lied back on the bed, catching his breath.

Korra:*sensually grinning as she pried herself away from Asami and 18, climbing onto the bed as she straddled her former senpai, mounting him and grinding her slit against his still hard cock.*”Mmm, your protein tastes as good as I remember senpai,but I know you’re not done by a long shot…”*gasps as she felt Krillin grab and squeeze her bubbly booty.*”Oooh there we go…that’s the senpai I remember. Make sure You give Asami your A game,you sex machine you..”

Krillin:”don’t get cocky with me,You cheeky girl…”*h quipped good naturedly,as he pumped snd thrust his cock into Korra’s pussy,making her toes curl and her spine arch,glowing hesrts in her eyes once again as they smacked their loins together in the ancient intimate dance of man and woman. Bouncing her muscular form as she rode that cock,letting her senpai bring them together to the peak of ecstasy. Just like this one glorious night together so long ago..*

Asami looked in with awe and arousal at seeing her proud,powerful Korra scream like the bitch in he’s she was being taken and claimed as. Seeing her and Krillin roll around between a mating and Amazon press, the sigh of their loins connected in that lewd,intimate embrace of sexual mating. 18 sitting behind her,idly making out with her as she squeezed her tits and kissed along her neck and shoulders to lock lips with her. Their tongues dancing together as Sato Corp heiress continued to probe her own pussy with her naughty fingers. The penthouse suit filling with the echoes of erotic moans and the smacking of skin on skin. 18 knew this little get together would be fun, but who knew Krillin’s old training kouhai was such a junkie for her man and his amazing oak tree class cock? Then again this was her husband she was talking about, him having a way with women and leaving an erotic impact on them was his best way of making a first impression for a good reason. Knowing Asami would become just as much of a chestnut junkie soon as she got her turn. Breathing in the scent of her perfume, waiting for thst sweet moment when Korra would get a nice wombfull soon as Krillin blew his load, which was more or less the unofficial signal for switching and changing up.

Asami:”Oooooh fuuuuck!! This is amazing! Aahn I’m losing my mind!! Aah Korra,we should,no we need to marry this man! One night isn’t enough!! More senpai,more,fuck me,fuck me!” *Indeed Asami was hooked the moment that felt that immense length and girth penetrate her. Taking it in missionary as Krillin thrust like a jackhammer,her legs hooked around his shoulders,hands squeezing her ass as he slapped and played it like a bongo drum. Tits bouncing,mouth drooling as a few mere inches from them,Korra and 18 laid atop one another in a 69, making out with one another’s pussies, the blonde cyborg lapping away at thse overflow of excess jizz from Krillin’s prior orgasm. The heiresss experiencing truly first hand why Korra held her former senpai in such high regard.*

18:”Mmm that’s it girls,you want to make this foursome official,earn your keep and show m the effort you’re gonna put in…”*the deadly beauty quipped erotically,riding her husband in reverse cowgirl. Moaning as she rode that sick with intimate familiarity,as she fingered Asami and Korra, who kissed and licked her body with sexual worship. Making out with her with sloppy kisses or suckling away at her bouncing titties. Krillin gif course being teased with just the sight of their splendid backsides and their glistening skin.*

The foursome showed no signs of stopping, even as dusk was starting to set in, the room bathed in the colours of the sunset as they went about two pairs of swinging,swapping one on one, two on one to three on one. Little more than pornographic animals casting aside shame and inhibition as 18 hugged her man from behind. Taking delight in him fucking Korra doggy style while the tomboy ate out her girlfriend. To Asami laying atop her lover,their tits rubbing together in sensual friction as Krillin mounted and fucked the heiress from behind. Any exhausting cast aside by the thrill of their mating, as if the two lovers were driven by the impulse to want to go all night and all the way to the morning and make sure they leave this hotel kmowing they’d be knocked up and carrying this stud’s babies. Idly wondering if they might follow through on Asami’s impulsive dirty talk and make their foursome truly official. The wedding would surely be spectacular and the honeymoon would be as good as this perhaps ten,no a hundredfold. For now of course, thst was the future and this was the moment they were living for. A moment they’d never want to end.

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I forgot to update you guys the humidifier worked like a dam dream. no dry mouth for this bodacious blonde

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“Ohhh, yeah. You’re definitely what this industry needs~”

A melodic voice methodically called out, sauntering towards Android 18 with the thudding stomps of heels against cracking, splintering concrete following in her wake.

Peering over the side, she scanned and investigated her fellow blonde’s bodacious body. From her face, her stance, the energy she radiated, even furrowing of the woman’s brow.

Once satisfied, the eccentric individual properly introduced herself-

“I’m sure you’ve seen my face around~ I’m Minako, the most famous and bootyful model to ever hit the scene~ And you my friend, have a natural talent ripe for further cultivation. So, Miss. How would you be interested in becoming a plus-sized model? It’s not an easy line of work, but it is rewarding~”

"I'm sorry what now?" Android 18 asked tilting her head a bit in confusion. She was enjoying her usual order of take out when Minako had stomped her way into the androids personal space. The Android was hardly looking like model material sat there with ketchup and bread crumbs smeared across her fattened face. She had no idea who this stranger claiming to be a model was but she wasn't going to doubt her given the fact the pavement was cracking beneath her girth.

"BWOUUUURP~ You're asking me to become a model? Sorry but I'm strapped for cash but even I have some standards." She said letting out a thunderous belch. "A Hottie like me has better things to do than pose for a magazine, besides I think you're a few sizes to big to be a model." 18 snorted and wiped her mouth with her sleeve without a shred of irony in her words. She was 100% serious.

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Satharion - 46

46.... out of envy or jealousy.

Sathia fumed. Casual, she thought to herself. You said you wanted to keep it casual. It was a mantra she repeated every time that blonde shifter ran her hand along Tharion’s muscular forearm.

It had only been a month since her breakup with Colin, two weeks since she had the nerve to contact her husband again and tell him how epically her relationship failed after saving Colin from the Viper Queen, and 3 days since she uttered those words, “Let’s keep things casual for now.”

But Sathia was never good at casual, and this was her husband!

The blonde was everything Sathia wasn’t. She had bodacious curves in all the right places and clearly loved to show them off. And she was tall. Much taller than Sathia. Almost as tall as Tharion. What did she shift into? A giraffe? She looked like a party girl, who Sathia knew was exactly Tharion’s type, given his reputation.

Sathia crossed her arms and tried to focus on her conversation with Bryce. She could ignore them. If Tharion wanted to flirt with some bimbo, what did she care?

A high-pitched, feminine laugh pierced her ears, and Sathia narrowed her eyes in their direction again. The shifter pressed her breasts into Tharion’s arm, and Sathia saw red.

As she marched over, Tharion looked confused. Of course he was confused, that idiot. He probably didn’t even understand that when she said she wanted to keep things casual, what she meant was she wanted him to flirt with her like they were strangers. Not a husband and wife who never had a chance to date.

She bumped the shifter out of the way and threw her arms around Tharion’s neck. “You’ve been ignoring me, husband.”

The confusion in Tharion’s eyes didn’t last long as he placed both of his hands on her hips. Just as he began to smirk, Sathia pressed her lips to his, kissing him for the very first time.

Kiss prompts.

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