Snek Bois

"My, my~ I thought we were here to inform you about breaking the law, not to argue about it," a honeyed voice said as it floated sweetly through the doorway leading to where the lamias were being held. They could definitely hear her, since their captors weren't shouting over her steady voice.

"See, most laws are more difficult because you have to interpret the meaning of fancy statements. This one, however, is very clear: Under no circumstances are lamias to be held in captivity, sold, or trafficked illegally. Each lamia being held captive or sold results in a separate fine. The court expects you to arrive for trial within thirty days, and we have been sent to remove them from your custody." About halfway through, the captors tried to try and shut her down. Several women entered the room where the lamias were, perfectly at ease.

Kymberly was first, her blonde hair tied back in a fluffy, long ponytail. Her bangs shadowed her unusual red eyes, and she had a slightly amused smirk on her face. She was dressed in jeans, boots, a black tank top, and a red jacket. They could spy a gun on her hip, though.

Rook and Church stepped through second, accompanied by Dr. Hall. Rook and Church both wore pinstripe uniform shirts, although Rook chose to wear a black vest and tie over her's. She also had gone for shorts and a pair of rather cute, albeit simple black thigh highs and shoes, while Church wore slacks. They had gloves on, too. Rook had a gun and an usual holster containing two black rods, while Church appeared to be unarmed.

Probably because Church was very clearly a monster. The pointed, elf-like ears and odd red and gold eyes said it all even before anyone looked at her soul. Dr. Hall was a silent guardian in her pristine white lab coat, t-shirt, and jeans, eyes hidden behind her glasses.

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Reme stayed close to Dr. Hall. The situation made her nervous and her slightly twitching tail showed that.

There were several lamias around but most of them scattered and hid. The only ones that didn't hide were a large lamia with small black feathered wings and one very tiny one with a light blue tail. The others had been able to hide pretty well which was surprising because a few of the lamias were pretty big.

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Dr. Hall just silently observed the room for a minute. She noted the two lamias who remained out in the open, as well as most of the hiding places belonging to those who had scattered.

Queen entered last, her smile patient and sweet to the point of being entrancing. Inviting, even. Almost everything about her just screamed how much of a kind person she appeared to be. She apparently had the patience of a saint, too, because she was putting up with two very angry human men who did not look too happy about them being here. "I'm aware of exactly how much you paid to buy them illegally , as well as the expenses of taking care of them while giving them the most minimal amount of comfort, sir. Please, try to lower your voice," Queen spoke calmly, turning her green eyes up to one of the men. This seemed to calm the both of them ever so slightly, although they still seemed angry.

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The room was fairly dark, which was kind of good because most lamias preferred the dark but it made it harder to see all the lamias. The room was also slightly cold, which really wasn't good for the lamias.

The smaller lamia seemed to try and come closer but the larger one stopped it and picked it up. The small lamia seemed to be only a baby but it was even small for a healthy baby.

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Dr. Hall very calmly shrugged off her coat. It wasn't the warmest thing in the world, but the fabric had absorbed some of her own body heat and would work for a little bit. It was for one of the other lamias. She was silent as she offered the soft white cloth to the larger lamia, her eyes still not visible.

A muscle beneath Queen's right eye gave a slight twitch when one of the men smarted off to her. Still with that sweet smile of hers, she placed her hands together in an almost prayer-like fashion as she turned to the guy. "Let me make this abundantly clear: I don't care what you did - in fact, you are digging your own grave right now by continuing to speak to me like an absolute idiot. I am here to tell you that you are being heavily fined and will no longer have these lamias in your possession. And don't even begin to assume that you have properly looked after them - I can tell just from feeling that this room is not properly warmed up. They most likely tried to tell you that, too. So not only have you broken the law, but now I'm going to have to inform the authorities that you have not conformed to the guidelines involving care for lamias. With that being said, I would not advise you to speak further, nor to try and stop any of us from doing our jobs. There are three highly trained agents in this room who have orders to subdue you both should you attempt to hinder us." When she started, her smile had turned into a very serious expression. She added the next part with a bright little smile, "Alright? Dr. Hall, please proceed with gathering the lamias so we may bring them to the hall. Those assignments aren't going to make themselves."

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The large lamia stared at Dr. Hall for a few moments before taking the cloth from her. He carefully wrapped the cloth around the baby lamia so that it was comfortably wrapped up, only its head showing now. He then offered the bundled up baby back to Dr. Hall. Seems like this one understood that they were going to help and wasn't afraid like the other lamias were.

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Dr. Hall gently accepted the baby lamia swathed in the slightly warmed cloth. She'd done plenty of work with her hands based on the calluses marking the pads of her fingers, and there were several scars visibly marking her pale skin. However, the doctor just seemed... kind. Dr. Hall left the talking to Reme, her soul murmuring the words she wished to convey to the cat monster. Dr. Hall was aware that the lamias could speak - although that normally happened once a small amount of trust was gained, or if there was something important they needed to convey.

Queen simply remained where she was, patiently observing the situation. Kymberly and Church both had positioned themselves on either side of the door, ready to intervene if it was needed. Rook stood at Queen's side, watching the two men near Queen rather than what else was going on.

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Reme said when Dr. Hall told her to and it seemed to convince a few of the lamias to come out of hiding. Three of them came out of hiding slowly. The first was an average sized one that had a cool blue tail. The next was about the same size but it had a deep red tail and had sharp teeth showing. The last one was a bit smaller and was obviously younger, having a bright yellow tail.

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Dr. Hall gazed down gently at the little lamia bundled up in her arms, giving a faint, soft smile after a moment. It was a soothing look for her. She indicated for Reme to introduce them, observing the three lamias that had emerged in the meantime.

So far, the doctor was probably going to be the one they would trust first - she was holding the baby lamia correctly, and her body language said that she wasn't a threat. The little smile she gave the small child was what would cement that as a fact.

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The little lamia just looked up at Dr. Hall with curiosity. It flicked its very small blue tongue out at her.

The other three lamias seemed anxious and were still on guard but at least they had come out of hiding. The blue one and the yellow one saw how Dr. Hall was looking at the baby and calmed down more. The red one still seemed to be pretty tense though.

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Dr. Hall couldn't help the soft little chuckle that slipped out when she saw that little tongue flick. Okay, that was precious. She lifted her gaze, glancing at Reme.

'Please inform them that I'm also here to check on their physical conditions to ensure they are healthy,' the doctor's soul murmured to Reme. 'I will especially be looking over the young ones.'

Meanwhile, Rook tensed at a slight shift of one of the men. Her expression was neutral, but the protective aura doubled when the human made a move she was wary of.

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The small baby seemed happy and content, which was good. Reme nods at her and tells that to the lamias and they seem to understand. All three of them looked over at Dr. Hall and the blue one just nodded softly to show that they understood.

The large lamia started to carefully move around and seemed to be trying to convince the other lamias to come out of hiding.

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One of the men reached for Queen, only to jerk his hand back. There was a harsh red welt on the back of it, and Rook was looking at him in warning. One of those black rods was in her grasp now, and it had turned out to be made of metal. Very calmly, the brunette said, "I'm giving you one warning to back off. Try anything again and you might be paying hospital bills." Well damn. Rook, you struck almost as fast as a lamia. Fast as hell.

Dr. Hall simply continued to hold the baby lamia, allowing her own body heat to keep the bundle warm. She appreciated the fact that the large lamia was trying to help out by convincing the others to come out; it made her own job easier.

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Reme glanced over to Rook and the others, her ears twitching a bit. She moved her attention back to the lamias though.

The large lamia managed to get three more lamias out from their hiding spots. One was another very small one that had a duller purple tail. It was as small as the one she was holding but this one seemed to be weaker. The other two lamia were a medium sized one with a strawberry red tail and the other was a slightly larger one with a blue and pink tail.

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They seemed to take this in silently. Dr. Hall was letting the large lamia gather the others at this point, since her arms were occupied by a baby lamia. She was observing them, though, trying to discern any visible issues with health.

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They all looked a bit malnourished but overall they looked decent. The deep red one had some noticeable new injuries that should probably be taken care of. The small lamia in the largest's hands seem to need the most at the moment though. It definitely looked sick because its magic was kind of pale and it was sweating even though the room was kind of cold.

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Of course, that left the remaining three. Kym and Church both carefully approached - Kym chose to work with the glitchy, yellow-tailed lamia while Church decided to try and convince the one with the green and brown tail.

Queen, brave as ever, went right up to the largest lamia in the room that was currently hiding: Cross. She either had no sense of self-preservation or she really believed that she could convince him to come out. Rook, of course immediately mumbled out a slightly exasperated, "And you ask me why I'm so stressed all the time working this job, bluejay..." She stayed with the men, though, to keep them from trying anything stupid.

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The glitchy lamia was pressed into one of the corners of the room and was hissing at Kym loudly. It appeared to not quite be an adult yet but it was close to being one. It was also visibly hurt with fresh wounds. That was probably why it was being so defensive.

The green and brown one was a bit smaller than medium sized and it was definitely uncooperative. It hissed at Church and would snap its fangs at her as it tried to bite.

Cross just glared down at Queen, a low rumbling growl coming from him. His fingers looked like they had pretty sharp claws and his fangs were bared and dripping.

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Kym had probably the most entertaining poker face possible as Error glitched and hissed at her. She calmly settled into a more nonthreatening posture, simply observing him for a moment before she said, "Gee, bud. That tough front you're putting up at me almost got me for a second." She tilted her head, a slightly knowing look in her eye. "Who hurt ya that much? Those are fresh, too..." Error, calm down long enough to realize she's more of a threat to the two humans than she is to you right now.

Church just deadpanned at the lamia trying to bite her. This one was definitely aggressive, but she was having none of it. "Okay, tough guy. We get it; leave the air alone. What did the air do to deserve you biting at it?" The monster stated sarcastically. Oo, is that sass I hear?

Queen looked up at Cross, not seeming to be very bothered by his threatening noise and bared fangs. She spoke up softly, murmuring, "I know you guys don't like us very much right now." Aw, Queen. Reaper probably likes you a little since you kept your cool with their captors. She was still smiling, which was just downright impressive. "But some of you are hurt or sick. We can't leave any of you here." Was this... her negotiating with Cross? She was pointing out why all three of the lamias' threat postures were unnecessary right now.

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Error just growled at her and stayed how he was. He was obviously in pain and was scared so it might be a bit hard to get him to calm down even if what she was saying made sense.

It glared at Church and hissed at her. It didn't seem to appreciate the sass.

Cross seemed to calm down a slight bit, tilting his head. He seemed confused as to why she was being nice.

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Kymberly just gently held out her hands. Animals normally didn't like her, but typically lamias seemed to trust her more. "Hey, easy now. I'm not gonna hurt you, love. Dr. Hall's certified to treat you guys, alright? I can tell you're in a lot of pain."

Church snickered softly at that. "C'mon, relax a bit. We're here to help you, not to hurt. Be reasonable about this - you and your friends are going to be able to leave. Would you rather stay in a cold room, this time without receiving any food or water?" She wasn't wrong.

Queen just continued to smile softly. "You heard what we told those men. We know that they didn't listen to you guys, either. About the issues with this room, about the kids having a hard time, about the need for medical attention." She was actually treating Cross with respect. She knew she was talking to a sentient creature, one capable of emotion and of responding to her. "You heard about the doc, too. The little ones will be safe in her care."

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Error just kept his eyes narrowed at her and he seemed to not want to move, probably because it hurt. His growling and hissing did stop though.

He just kept glaring but seemed to cooperate. He slithered over to where the other lamias were, hissing to himself.

Cross thinks for a few moments before nodding gently. He then came out of his spot and went closer to where the others were. He then just crossed his arms and watched the others.

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Kymberly glanced over her shoulder as Queen moved over to the doctor. She accepted the small lamia from the doctor, allowing Dr. Hall to move over to where Kymberly was trying to get Error to relax. Rook appeared to hand Dr. Hall a bag before returning to where she'd been earlier.

Dr. Hall knelt down gently near Error, lifting her hands... and signing to him. I can only do so much right now, but I can ease your pain a little. Would you allow me to do that for you?

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Error growls softly at Dr. Hall but quickly stopped. He seemed to be very wary of people. He just nods softly and watches her closely.

Reaper had come over, watching. He stayed out of the way though, not wanting to bother.

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Dr. Hall rifled through the bag next to her, producing some bandages. She began to bandage his wounds; this was temporary, as she'd remove them later to clean all of his wounds, but it would slow the blood flow. Then, before he could snap at her at all, she placed her hands over the area with the most bandages and pushed her magic in. Dr. Hall was only easing his pain enough to allow him to move easier, and so he'd trust them a bit more.

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Error just growls slowly at her the whole time, not liking the fact that she was touching him. He let her put the bandages on him without a fight though.

Reaper smiled softly as he watched, glad that she was helping Error.

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Queen sighed, turning to look over the others as Dr. Hall eased Error's pain. "Now, we have several trucks prepped so we can move you all comfortably. It should be warm enough for you guys in there. If you end up in the truck that has an unfamiliar human girl in it, pay her no mind. She's our navigator and the one that found you."

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Error relaxed once his pain was soothed.

The other lamias nodded at Queen and seemed to mumble to each other a little bit. Most of them seemed to get along with each other. They were all a bit nervous about going somewhere new.

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"Once we're back at base, Dr. Hall will be able to properly look over everyone," Queen announced as Dr. Hall retrieved the curious baby lamia from her arms. "Just follow her, alright?"

Time for them to head out. To the trucks!

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The lamias all nodded again and were ready to go. Reaper helped Error get out to the trucks even though he was still holding the other baby lamia in his arms.

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Turns out, Reaper, Error, and one other Lamia ended up in the truck with Dr. Hall and a mysterious human. Said mysterious human was set up in the back with the lamias, legs crossed as she sat in the chair affixed to the floor. She was looking at three different monitors, headphones resting around her shoulders as her fingers darted over the keyboard.

Butterfly was somewhat small compared to them. Her purple hoodie was tied around her waist, revealing fair skin and a black shirt. The shirt was cropped to just above her belly button, revealing a rather nice butterfly tattoo peering above the waistband of her pants on her right hip. Butterfly glanced up as they entered.

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Error stayed near Reaper, seeming a bit anxious. Reaper seemed relaxed. He had refused to let go of the baby lamia he was holding though because it was currently asleep. The other lamia was the medium sized yellow one. It seemed a bit wary but was smiling softly.

Reaper seemed to notice Butterfly first and kind of just stared at her for a few moments.

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Butterfly met Reaper's gaze steadily. She had gray eyes that he couldn't read, but the dark shadows under her eyes indicated that the human probably didn't go on a normal sleep schedule. She returned his stare for a few seconds before turning away. Kym snickered as she pulled herself into the back of the truck with them and let the door roll shut behind her.

"Meet Maia. She's typically called Butterfly or Tori, though, so she'll respond to that more than her actual first name," the vampire stated, leaning against the wall. They hadn't been joking about the place being better than what they'd had before - it was warm, there was comfortable bedding, good food and clean water, and it was kept pretty dark apart from the light coming from the monitors.

The lamias could feel the heat radiating from the ravenette Kym was talking about. She was pretty damn warm, probably from being inside the truck.

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Reaper smiled softly and nodded softly. He just waits for a few moments before he introduces himself. His voice was pretty smooth and he seemed to know how to speak well. Error was too nervous to introduce himself so Reaper did it for him. Reaper also said that the baby lamia in his arms was named Black and that his brother was named Blue. The yellow lamia then introduced himself as Dream. He seemed to be pretty upbeat.

Dream was the first to notice how warm Butterfly was. He hesitates before he gets closer to her.

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Them speaking actually caught both Kym and Maia off guard. They exchanged a surprised look before the vampire gave another relaxed grin.

"Pleasure officially meeting you. The name's Kym." The vampire took them all in fully for a moment before observing how Dream started to move closer to Butterfly.

The ravenette noticed it, but she didn't really react to it. It wasn't like they were all swarming her.

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Dream moved even closer until he was just leaning against her. He closed his eyes and started to purr softly from the warmth. Error heard Dream's purring and waited a minute before he came over as well and leaned against Butterfly.

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Butterfly tensed ever so slightly for a moment when she felt the two lamias leaning against her. She hadn't expected it at all. She glanced over at Error first, then at Dream. Huh, she actually seemed a bit surprised.

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Both of them just stayed like that, both purring softly. Seems like they enjoyed the warmth she was giving off.

Reaper moves closer and doesn't join but he does hand Black over to Dream so that Black could be warmed up.

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It was probably best that Reaper didn't join - he was big enough that he might trigger her anxiety due to being crowded. Right now, she seems pretty fine. Probably because the purring was actually pretty soothing.

Meanwhile, Cross and a few other lamias ended up in a truck with Queen and Church. Queen, of course, continued smiling sweetly, while Church was the one driving.

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Classic had gone ahead and introduced all the lamias that were with Queen. It was Classic, Red, Killer, Soil, Cross, and Holly. There were quite a few of them but most of them seemed to be focused on sleeping and warming up. Classic, Red, and Killer had curled up in one corner and their tails were all tangled together. Cross and Soil were just laying on the floor while Holly was clinging onto Queen.

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Queen did seem a bit unsettled about Holly clinging to her, but it was mainly because she hadn't expected him to do that. She maintained a smile, though. As long as they got to the temperature they were supposed to be at, she was fine.

Rook, of course, was pointedly trying to ignore Church. As usual, the monster was teasing her in French, which got Queen to giggle softly at their antics.

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All the lamias just stayed where they were and some of them fell asleep. The large pile that Red, Classic, and Killer were part of started to purr. It was hard to tell which one of them had been the first that started to purr.

Holly seemed pretty happy and was still clinging to Queen. He was purring a bit louder than the others were.

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Queen eventually just shrugged it off and allowed it. It would help him warm up faster anyway, so she wasn't too bothered by it.

Rook sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Don't call me that."

"What, Ange?~ But that's your name!" Church said with a smirk. "You're just a sweet little angel."

"I am none of those things. Cut it out." Yeah, Rook is totally blushing a little.

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Holly just stayed there and smiled at Queen.

Classic poked his head out of the pile eventually, glancing around a little bit.

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Queen was casually chatting with Church and Rook, seeming amused by Church teasing the girl in blue. She did return Holly's smile, though.

Rook just huffed, averting her gaze as her cheeks flushed a soft, warm red. Humans really did look so warm and soft...

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Holly just keeps purring and seems to mumble something quietly.

Classic looks at Rook and tilts his head. He crawls out of the pile, somehow not disturbing the other two sleeping lamias. He slithers over to Rook and looks at her.

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Queen seemed to pick up on the mumble, because she turned her head to look at Holly questioningly. Seems she wants to know what he said.

Rook turned her head, since she was seated in the passenger seat next to Church, to look back at Classic. "Heya. Do you need something?"

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Holly looks at her and just holds onto her "C-Cuddle?" He looks at her with puppy eyes.

Classic's tongue flicks out for a few seconds before he moves himself into Rook's lap. He was decently heavy. He smiles and leans against her, starting to purr softly.

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Queen sighed at that, giving him a little smile. "You may," she answered. He was surprisingly trusting if he wanted to cuddle with her. Maybe her negotiation skills were a little too good...

Rook squeak when she found him in her lap. Classic was slightly bigger than her, and heavy, so it wasn't entirely comfortable for her. The purring threw her off. "Wh- ??"

"Seems someone likes you," Church teased softly, glancing over for a second before returning her eyes to the road.

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Holly smiles and pulls her close to him, starting to gently wrap his tail around her.

Classic just glances at her and stays there, purring away happily. "Warm..." He purrs softly.

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Queen allowed it, simply turning to look at Rook in amusement. "Seems we've both found someone trying to curl up on us, Rook," the singer said in amusement. Rook just looked at her, then towards Cross. Don't send help.

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Holly just purrs loudly and keeps holding onto her. Classic also just kept leaning against Rook.

Cross just glances at Rook before closing his eyes and turning away.

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Eventually, they reached their destination. The lamias were being moved to a comfortable room while Dr. Hall treated Error and the young ones so they could receive their assigned 'ambassadors'.

Of course... they were allowed to choose.

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Holly and Classic both pretty much refused to let go of the girls that they were clinging to. Their choices were obvious.

Reaper decided to choose Kym, mainly because he was curious about her. Dream and Killer both decided to choose Butterfly, Cross chose Queen, Soil surprisingly chose Dr. Hall, and Red chose Church.

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Queen chuckled softly as Holly continued to cling to her, glancing up at Cross. "It appears we have a bit of a situation here," she stated to him, seeming amused. You should probably pry Holly off of her, Cross.

Butterfly seemed surprised that she'd been chosen, but she seemed to accept it. She had the same neutral, almost dreamy look on her face.

Kymberly just grinned, seeming a bit happy that she would have a companion at her house. "I guess it's a good thing we all prepared rooms just in case."

Church just blinked in surprise. Red... honestly hadn't seemed to trust her, much less anyone else. It was hard to say why he'd chosen her.

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Cross looks at Holly and seems to talk to him in lamia language, only getting a hiss in return. He then started to try and pull Holly off her.

Dream smiled up at Butterfly and Killer just had a neutral expression.

Reaper just smiled at Kym softly and nodded.

Red moved closer to Church. He still seemed wary of her but he was more wary of the others. Maybe it was because she was a monster and not a human?

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Queen gave a small squeak as Cross began trying to pry Holly off of her, holding as still as she could possibly manage. Good choice, you two- she was cute as hell.

Rook seemed perfectly fine with Classic pretty much draped against her back, his arms flopped over her shoulders and chin resting gently against her head. She could still feel the lamia purring.

"Let's get going, then. Is there any food in particular that you haven't tried before and would like to try?" Kym asked Reaper, looking up at the thoughtful lamia. Your 'human' might be very interesting to talk to, Reaper.

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Cross managed to pull Holly off after a few minutes. He then got an angry bite on the arm from Holly.

Classic just kept purring and it seems like he had even fallen asleep.

Reaper seems to think before shaking his head. "Nothing specific but I'd be willing to try anything."

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Queen huffed, her smile faltering for a few seconds. A scolding note entered her tone as she spoke up sternly, "Holly!" Uh oh, you're in trouble for biting Cross.

Rook just sighed, nudging Classic slightly to wake him up. "Sorry about this, but I kinda need to be able to drive."

Kym nodded, leading the large lamia along.

Church looked over at Red, raising one eyebrow. "Let's get going. That warm room isn't going to fill itself, you know."

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Cross growls at Holly and puts his hand on Holly's face, pushing him away from his arm.

Classic groaned softly and stopped purring, opening his eyes. He obeyed her though and got off of her carefully.

Reaper just obediently followed Kym, his small wings folding in and tucking against his back.

Red nods a little and just follows Church.

With Dr. Hall, Error was being a bit fussy. The babies were both asleep and thankfully Soil was too.

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Queen raised her voice sharply, stepping in. She rests one hand on Cross's arm, and the other on Holly's shoulder. "Behave. Both of you. Holly, no biting." Ooo, a little thing like her sounding so stern? Yes ma'am.

Rook gave him a faint smile, leading him out of the room.

Dr. Hall just looked at Error, cradling one of the babies in her arms. Reme was currently speaking for her, and she also held the other one. 'Quit that, Error. I'm trying to help you.'

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Holly huffs and kind of puffs his cheeks out but he obeys and backs away from Cross.

Classic rubbed his eyes and followed her tiredly.

Error seemed to be throwing a tantrum for some reason. It seemed to be fueled by frustration which was odd.

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Queen gave them a sweet smile once Holly had backed off. "Thank you. Now, let's get going, shall we?"

Dr. Hall huffed at him, frowning a little at his frustration. 'You are frustrated. What is wrong? Are you cold? In pain? I can't help you if you don't tell me.'

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Holly and Cross both nod and follow after her completely.

Error just looked at her, an angry look on his face and there were tears in his eyes. He points to himself and just whines. Seemed like he either couldn't speak or wasn't good at it.

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Dr. Hall sighed, shifting the baby lamia into one arm carefully before reaching out to touch Error's shoulder. She was giving him another small dose of magic to ease the pain again, long enough for her to get him to a place where she could treat him.

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The baby lamia made a small noise but stayed asleep. It was Black and he was already looking a bit healthier now that he was warmed up.

Error calmed down a little bit once the pain was eased again. He slowly then just curled up and looked at her.

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"Let's go, Error," Dr. Hall murmured to him. It was the first time he'd heard her voice; the thick accent might surprise him. She sounded kind, though. Like Queen, only far more motherly.

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Error blinks softly before nodding softly. He huffs softly and uncurls himself. Soil just opens one eye and yawns softly.

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The doctor led them away, glancing softly down at Reme as they went.

Kym had left Reaper to get settled into his room. She'd made sure it was warm and dark, and that he had a very comfy bed to coil up on. She'd told him he could arrange his room however he wanted. Somehow, she'd also procured clothes for him as well, consisting of blacks and whites mostly. After all, he couldn't always wear what he had on. Those black t-shirts were soft and warm - probably fresh out of the dryer.

In the meantime, Kymberly took a shower. Even vampires took showers, although they didn't give two shits about what temperature they set the water to. She just set the hot water knob all the way up and left the cold one alone. It didn't take long for the bathroom to heat up due to the steam.

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Reme just smiles softly and glances at Error and Soil.

Reaper rearranged his room a little bit before stopping. He heard the shower running and was a bit confused. He quietly came out of his room and looked towards the bathroom. He went closer to the door and could kind of feel the heat. He hesitates and tried to ignore the temptation to go in there but he couldn't. Down goes the door.

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Kym sighed softly, tilting her head back as she just remained under the water for a moment. Water clung to the soft strands of her bangs, dripping down onto her face and clinging to her eyelashes.

Needless to say, Reaper was a very lucky lamia. Kym turned her head as she heard the door, at first not really comprehending that the large lamia had just barged into the room.

Maybe she shouldn't have bought clear curtains. At the time, she'd done it because it was cheap and she lived alone. The vampire looked soft and curvy, and she hadn't screamed... which was good. Dignity took over, prompting her to turn away with a startled, "Reaper, what in the bloody hell?!" as she did her best to cover up. Yeah, she can't get the towel right now...

The bathroom was still really warm, even though there wasn't a door to trap most of the steam.

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Reaper just stood there for a few moments as well, trying to understand. He then blushed dark blue and covered his face, though he did let out a purr at seeing her naked and the warmth of the room. "U-Uhm- s-sorry!" He was flustered and embarrassed that he had actually just knocked the door down.

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"Did you seriously knock the bathroom door down?!" Kym demanded. If she could blush, she would. Showing vulnerability was not her strong suit. "AND WHY ARE YOU PURRING?!"

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Reaper blinks and squeaks before just curling his tail up. "C-Can't help the purring- it's warm in here and... nevermind..." He just kept blushing, hiding his face still.

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Her eyes flashed to red and back while Reaper wasn't looking. "Well, get out! And fix the door, damn it!" Yeah, Reaper, you won't be able to get that image out of your head for a while..

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Reaper just nods and leaves. He tried to put the door back in place but it wasn't really working so he just tried his best. He then just retreated to his room and curled up.

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Yeah, no, that image was going to haunt him for a day or two. It turns out it was very difficult erasing it, although whether it was because his subconscious insisted on torturing him with it or not wasn't clear. Kym would've been blushing furiously at this point if she could. Technically, she could manage it if she'd eaten recently and ended up in an embarrassing enough situation. Alas, she had not eaten in a few days. Kym stepped out of the shower, quickly toweling off before slipping into a white t-shirt and shorts. She twisted her damp hair back in a bun, inspecting the damage done to the bathroom door.

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Reaper just curled up in his room and he tried to ignore the image in his mind. He squirms a little bit and curls up. Somehow, he had ripped the door clean off the wall and not damaged the wall much which was good so it could be fixed easier that way.

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That's not an image easily forgotten, buddy. Luckily, she hadn't been facing towards him, so it wasn't as bad as it could've been. Kym just sighed and went to get some tools. She could fix the door herself, thankfully, and get dinner started.

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Reaper just stays curled up and he was trying to focus on other things instead of that image but his mind was constantly putting it in his head.

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Speaking of that image, he'd seen something on her smooth, pale skin just before covering his face. Ink. A tattoo of a creature he had never seen before. It was very tempting to get another look, and also probably to lick- Yup, you are very fucked, Reaper.

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Reaper just whined to himself softly and he kept trying to think of other things. Thankfully his stomach growled and he tried to focus on how he was hungry instead.

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Kym was quick at putting the door back on its hinges. She headed into the kitchen to make dinner, knocking softly on Reaper's door as she passed. "Come into the kitchen. I might need your help with dinner," she called to him.

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Reaper heard her and got up after a minute. He then slithered to the kitchen and glanced around it a little bit. He was a little embarrassed as his stomach growled.

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Kym was rifling through her pantry collecting some things. She looked over her shoulder as she asked, "Any favorite meat, or do you not care?"

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Reaper just shakes his head and watches her "I don't care. I'm not picky."

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Kym grinned at him. She didn't seem to be very mad about him seeing her naked while she was taking a shower; if anything, it was like she just didn't care. Her choice of pajamas might torture him just a bit, since the shorts she wore stopped a little above mid-thigh. "I love anyone who isn't picky. Alright, then I'll make something I find easy for ya."

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Reaper just nods and watches as she cooks. He was trying his hardest not to look at her legs but he found his eyes wandering there every so often. Then the image of her in the shower popped back into his head too.

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Kym pursed her lips into a pout while he was lost in thought, trying to lean up on tiptoes to reach something in a set of overhead cabinets. She knew if she jumped, she could snatch it, but Reaper might think it was dangerous for her to do that since he didn't know what she actually was. Still, she had to try...

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Reaper snapped out of his thoughts and saw her trying to reach something that was out of her reach. He took a moment before he moved closer and easily lifted himself up on his tail, grabbing what she needed. He then handed it to her.

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Kym paused in surprise when she felt Reaper behind her. He was bigger than her, after all - he was almost as big as Cross was. She'd felt him almost immediately, even though he wasn't actually touching her. Kymm looked over her shoulder at him, slowly accepting the bottle she'd been trying to get. "Thank you, Reaper," she murmured.

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Reaper just nods and smiles softly, backing away a little bit once she takes the bottle. He didn't want to get in her way at all. He could faintly smell something but not very well so he flicked his tongue out for a second to get a better smell.

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Mainly, the scent of whatever food she was making filled the air. Sweet and spicy, intermingling with the scent of cooked chicken. Underneath that, much closer to him, was the natural, sweet scent belonging to the vampire standing in front of him as she resumed cooking. Yeah, he'd chosen a good caretaker, but it was also someone that might drive the lamia crazy.

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Reaper purrs both at the smell of the food and Kym's scent, though it was mostly because of her scent. The smell of the food did make his stomach growl though.

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Kym chuckled at the purr he let out, oblivious to the fact that it was mostly directed at her own scent rather than the food. "Yes, I know it smells delicious. It'll be done in a few minutes. Think you can survive for that long?" Kym teased with a friendly tone.

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Reaper just smiled softly and nodded, "Yeah, I can survive a few minutes." He just curls his tail up comfortably and kinda sits on it.

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Kym returned to cooking as the scents continued to linger in his mouth. She glazed the chicken neatly and plated it, simply asking him to tell her when she'd given him enough of the boneless chicken she'd just made for him.

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Reaper tells her when there was enough chicken and he smiles as he looks at the food. He was kinda excited to eat something new because he had only been given bland meat before.

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Kym handed him the plate with a soft smile. "You should probably use a fork. That glaze is pretty sticky once it gets on your hands." Surprisingly, she hadn't moved to make herself a plate. He'd ended up with most of it somehow.

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Reaper nods and gets a fork to eat with. He then notices how she wasn't getting herself a plate. He tilts his head a little bit.

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Kym shook her head when he noticed him looking at her. "Not that hungry right now," she told him, slipping by to open the fridge and grab a juice pouch for herself. Hopefully, he wouldn't have too many questions.

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Reaper stared at her for a few moments before accepting what she said. He looked at his plate and took a bite of his food. He made a really loud purr, showing that he really loved —------------

Kym smiled at the purr he let out, poking a straw through the juice pouch. It wasn't actually juice - it was blood. Reaper wouldn't notice unless he tasted the air again, though.

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Reaper was too focused on eating to notice the smell of the blood. He was purring still, eating kind of fast but not too fast.

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Kym just contentedly sipped at the blood, watching Reaper enjoy the food she'd made for him. She was happy to know he liked her cooking.

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Reaper was soon all done with the food and he yawned a little bit. He couldn't help but be tired because he was full and warm now.

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Kym smiled softly, continuing to sip at the juice pouch before saying, "Want me to show you how the TV works? I doubt you've seen many movies."

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Reaper looks at her and nods "Sure." He slithers out of the kitchen and turns to look at her.

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Kym tossed the empty juice pouch into the trash and followed after him with a smile. She figured it would be fun teaching a lamia how technology worked.

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Reaper just waits for her before looking at the TV curiously. He had seen technology before but he didn't really understand it.

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Kym settled on the couch. It was large enough to support the both of them, so he could flop onto the couch and settle his coils wherever he wanted as long as they weren't on top of Kym. The vampire patted the cushion next to her, looking at the lamia expectantly. Uh oh, that image might come back.

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Reaper just tried to keep his focus on being curious about the TV and not on that image. He easily slithered onto the couch and curled his tail up, the end of it handing off the side of the couch a little bit.

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Kym showed him the two remotes. One turned it on and navigated cable channels, but the other was a fire stick. She showed him how to change to the fire stick, as well as where to go to watch movies.

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Reaper was a bit confused on how it worked but he was also interested. He listened to her closely.

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Kym, of course, tried her best to ensure he understood. Once she was sure she had done her best, she let him choose a movie. Comedy, of course. Dark humor was the best in Kym's opinion.

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Reaper just chose one of the movies and started to watch the movie. After a little bit, he yawns and leans against her gently.

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Kym smiled softly when she felt the lamia lean against her. She didn't take her eyes off the movie, honestly starting to nod off as well. She was absorbing a little bit of his body heat, which would make it more comfortable for him to fall asleep on her.

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Reaper slowly fell asleep, still leaning on her. He was purring softly and he honestly —------------

Kym kind of just went with it, figuring she could fall asleep. She didn't have the heart to wake Reaper up at this point. Yeah, she didn't know what lamias did when they wanted to warm up while sleeping.

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Reaper was still as he slept for a for a while but he shivered once he started to cool down. Still sleeping, he started to wrap his tail around Kym. Thankfully it wasn't super tight but he was quite heavy.

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Kym didn't get woken up by the dense magic at first. It felt more like she was being cocooned in a heavy, warm blanket, so her body didn't force her awake.

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Reaper tightened his coils a little bit before he rested his head on her chest. He just purrs softly in his sleep because he was comfortable.

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Luckily, he didn't wake her up. Somewhere in her subconscious, she knew he was there and cuddling her in his sleep, but she really didn't mind. Well, she might mind about her movements being restricted since it put her at his mercy, but she didn't know that he had looped his coils around her.

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Reaper just stayed like that, being comfortable and happy where he was. He didn't move much, moving only to nuzzle her really.

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Eventually, Kym.woke back up. Mainly because the TV had eventually turned itself off. It took her a moment to process that he had wrapped her up in his coils and was nuzzling his head against her breasts. When she did, she nudged his shoulder slightly as she grumbled, "Reaper. Wake up."

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Reaper just made a little whining noise when she tried to wake him up. He just nuzzled his face against her breasts more and tried to ignore her so he could sleep more.

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"Reaper, I can't move and you've literally shoved your face against my boobs," Kym hissed out, trying to nudge him again. Yeah, Reaper probably doesn't care. It's warm and they're comfy.

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Reaper just tightened his grip and whined again. He really didn't want to get up because he was comfortable and warm

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Kym actually let out a growl that rumbled softly in her chest at that. "Reaper, please..." She wasn't angry... just really embarrassed.

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Reaper pouts but pulls away once she growls. He then slowly uncoiled her and moved back a bit.

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Kym just looked away, a hint of pink in her cheeks. She hadn't expected him to listen, actually. If anything, lamias were really stubborn about getting their way.

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Reaper was obviously pouting but he knew when he should obey or not.

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"I was fine with your coils up until you tightened them.. but your head was making that a really compromising position," the vampire eventually grumbled. Aw, he could still cuddle her, then. Just not using her chest as a pillow like that.

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Reaper smiles softly and nods. He moves closer to her again and gently wraps his tail around her, resting his head on her shoulder this time.

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Kym smiled, looping an arm around him after a minute. "Thank you." It was probably good that he hadn't recalled seeing her in the shower while he had been refusing to move the first two times.

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Reaper just purrs and relaxes. He nuzzles her shoulder softly and closes his eyes so he could try and go back to sleep.

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Kym closed her eyes again with a sigh, listening to Reaper purr. She seriously didn't deserve this secret softie of a lamia.

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Reaper flicked his tongue out for a second and purred louder as he tasted her scent strongly.

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Kym didn't really notice why his purring ramped up, clueless about the scent he kept picking up. A scent that might drive him crazy during a few certain times of the year.

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Reaper just kept purring and he was happy again. It wasn't as comfortable as the position but it was good enough.

Chapter 2 Summary:

Rp Pages 10-20 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Chapter Text

Queen, of course, was still learning about Holly's flirty attempts to... court her, she supposed. Cross had eventually had to explain what Holly was trying to do, since she'd asked after another one of those incidents involving possessiveness. Cross was more about protecting Queen from people he didn't know, while Holly was trying to make it known that he didn't want to share their human.

Which also turned out to cause a lot of incidents that often had more sexual implications. One of which was about to happen just after she was done taking a hot shower and was busy drying off.

Dr. Hall squinted at Error. The lamia was being difficult again. She needed to heal him, and he wasn't cooperating. Frankly, it was starting to wear the doctor out - god, what she would give for even a little bit of Reme's high energy.

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Holly was eagerly waiting outside of the bathroom door. He was keeping himself from purring as he waited for her to come out, hoping that she would just have a towel wrapped around her. Cross was just watching with a slightly disapproving look, though he wasn't going to stop him. He honestly wanted to see Queen in just a towel too but he wouldn't admit it.

Error was growling at her and he had somehow squished himself behind one of the beds so he was between it and the wall. Soil was just watching in amusement.

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Queen huffed softly to herself. Damn it, she'd left her pajamas. She wrapped the fluffy white towel around her, ignoring the way it pushed her chest up a little in a way that, under the right circumstances, was just too damn hard to ignore.

Guess they were both very lucky this time. Queen opened the door, hoping the hallway would be empty as she gave a little shiver. The water collected on her warm skin was slowly beginning to cool off.

You are being childish, Error. You know I can ease your pain if you would just let me get close enough, and I need to see your wounds so I can heal them! The doctor signed, seeming a little frustrated by his lack of cooperation. She just wanted to help him; why was he being so difficult with her?

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Holly smiled widely when the door opened and he couldn't help the loud purr that came from him once he saw her. He quickly scanned her over before smirking. He used his tail to trip her and make her fall.

Cross also couldn't help the purr that came from him when he saw her in just the towel. He blushed purple and turned away slightly.

Error just kept growling and curled up, saying something in lamia language. Soil decided to translate for him "Says he tired and hurting. Wanna sleep." He spoke in broken sentences but it was still understandable.

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Queen heard the loud purrs the both of them let out at the sight of her too late, finding the floor tipping out from her. She gasped in alarm as Holly tripped her, flinching and closing her eyes in preparation for impact.

The doctor pinched the bridge of her nose at Soil's translation, sighing something in Dutch. Would you rather continue hurting for a long time, or let me help you by taking away the pain completely? I will let you sleep afterwards, but I don't want to leave you like this. Error, let her mother and doctor you, damn it.

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Holly of course didn't let her hit the floor, catching her instead. He was still purring loudly as he pulled her close to him.

Error just gave a soft but long hiss in response. Soil hissed something back to him and he hesitantly came out of his hiding place.

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Queen couldn't prevent her cheeks from turning red with an embarrassed flush as she opened her eyes to look at the purring lamia. After all, the only thing covering her right then was a towel. Speaking of said towel, it had slipped slightly to reveal a glimpse of her soft thighs. Luckily, she had a tight grip on the top to keep it from completely falling open. Lucky for her, not so much for Holly and Cross. "H-Holly! Were you waiting outside the bathroom this entire time?!"

Dr. Hall offered a hand to Error for him to take. She needed to touch him to be able to properly transfer her magic, after all.

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Holly just keeps purring and wraps his arms around her. He was feeling pretty smug with himself, giggling a little when she asked. Cross just watched, staring at Queen for a little bit.

Error hesitates and stares at her hand before reaching and gently grabbing it.

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Queen covered her face with one hand for a second when Holly let out a giggle in response. This was definitely his idea. "Put me down before I put you in time out, Holls." Oh shit, you'd better listen. Normally, she sent both lamias to timeout whenever they got too possessive and started fighting each other.

Immediately, green magic wisped across his bones as she eased his pain. She guided the lamia back over to her examination table, since she needed him to sit on it so she could heal him up.

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Holly just whined and didn't want to let her go. He just clung to her and tried to wrap his tail around her.

Error relaxed a bit once he wasn't in so much pain. He also obeyed and got up onto the examination table, laying down on his stomach because his spine and back of his tail hurt the most.

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Queen huffed at that, lowering her hand from her face. She was still blushing furiously, but she was also being stern. "I'm giving you to the count of three, Holly," she warned. At least Cross wasn't getting in trouble, too. It wasn't that she disliked Holly doing this; it was just really embarrassing and it made her want to hide.

Dr. Hall pulled on a fresh pair of sterile gloves and went to work healing him. She was relieved that he had finally listened. She'd have to give both him and Soil a treat later, after she'd fed the little ones and checked on the sickly one's health status.

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Holly pouts and waits until she gets to three before he lets go of her. He then just looked at her and tried to give her puppy eyes.

Error stayed still for the most part, only squirming once in a while. When he was almost healed, he whined and seemed to be trying to tell her something by pointing to his back.

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Queen huffed, placing her free hand on her hip as she gripped the towel around her with the other. Aw, she's cute when she gets mad like this. Both Cross and Holly knew she didn't hold grudges; her greatest weapon against them was the guilt trip. "Don't pull something like that again." Oh, he's totally gonna do it again. Queen darted into her bedroom, pulling the door shut behind her.

It was really tempting to try and take a peek to see her getting dressed, although maybe not the best idea.

Dr. Hall directed her attention to his back when he tried to point at it. She knew he had laid down on his stomach for a reason, after all.

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Holly just whines softly when she goes into her room. He was tempted to open the door and peek but he didn't want to get in trouble, so he just waited for her. Cross just sat outside her door and waited as well.

Error just squirms a small bit. On one of the vertebrae in his upper back had a very small hole in it and it seemed to be very irritated for some reason.

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Dr. Hall narrowed her eyes slightly behind her glasses. Slowly, she reached down and set her hand over the little hole. Not to heal it, but to investigate what was beyond it other than the layers of the bone.

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Error flinched and whimpered when she touched it, it clearly hurt quite a lot. It felt like there was something hard underneath the hole.

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Church quickly found out that her and Red often butted heads. Red often got mad whenever she was gone for a period of time he deemed to be 'too long', and she typically asked him to drop the pet names he liked to use when getting her attention. She was still working on teaching him English, since his vocabulary was currently very limited. They'd fought just a bit recently, resulting in her mildly guilt tripping Red when he resorted to a series of glares, hisses, and growls. After that, Church had left the room to take a shower.

Dr. Hall sighed softly. "This might hurt just a bit, but it's so I can remove whatever is in here." She located her smallest set of tweezers, deciding to just go in and remove whatever hard object was in the hole.

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Red was feeling pretty guilty about fighting with her after he guilt tripped her. He was now just sitting outside of the bathroom, waiting for her to come out so he could try and say sorry.

Error was a bit nervous because of course he didn't want it to hurt. He squirms a little just to get a little more time before she does it.

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Church sighed tiredly as she opened the door, letting the warm air and steam in the bathroom rush out into the hallway to disperse. She had a towel wrapped around her, her claws visible for once as she ran one hand through her wet hair.

Maybe you shouldn't have been waiting outside the bathroom for her, Red.

Dr. Hall placed one hand on his lower spine to hold him still in response, carefully slipping the tweezers into the hole to remove whatever hard object was underneath.

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Red just whines and looks at her. He then blushes once he realized that she was only in a towel, glancing away a little bit.

Error made quite a loud noise and it clearly hurt. He tries to squirm, whimpering loudly. She was able to grab the object with the tweezers.

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Church jumped when she heard him whine, turning to face him. Her face flushed a bright red as she tightened her grip slightly on the towel wrapped around her, her magic even reaching the tips of her ears. "R-Red," she squeaked out, embarrassed.

Dr. Hall extracted the object as quickly and carefully as possible, quickly placing her free hand over the hole in his vertebrae as she began to heal it once she'd gotten it out.

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Red tilts his head softly and just pouts a little. He tried to remember what the word he wanted to say was.

Error pants once she started to heal him, relaxing. The object was a little metal device with a few spikes on it. That must have been painful to have.

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He might have a bit of a hard time doing that. Church was pretty close to him, so the warmth coming off of her was being pretty distracting, and she was also pretty much naked apart from the towel she had. He'd figure it out soon enough, though.

Dr. Hall carefully squeezed her tweezers to crack the device slightly. She dropped it into a little bag and glanced at Reme. 'Mail this to Butterfly. Looks like some kind of device. She'll know what to do with it,' she murmured to the monster through her soul.

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Red did get distracted by her and he stared at her for a few moments. He then moves closer and starts to purr softly when he feels the warmth coming off him.

Reme nods and takes the small bag. She then walks away to mail it right away. Error sighs and he was visibly more relaxed than he had been.

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Church instinctively pressed a hand to his face before he could get any closer before darting into her room. She shut the door sharply, followed by the soft click of the lock. Yeah, you have to apologize before you're allowed to get any closer to her. Especially since all she had on was a towel.

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Red frowns and whines as he watches her go into her room. He just goes over to the door and sits a few feet away, waiting once again for her to come out of the room.

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Church came out after a few minutes, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. Her hair had been tied back in a ponytail. This time, Church sensed him quicker and glanced over at Red.

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Red just looked up at her, giving her puppy dog eyes with a cute little whine. He really just wanted her to forgive him so he could get attention.

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Church stared at Red for a moment. After a moment, she said, "What's the English word you want to say?" She was waiting to hear the word 'sorry', which she had tried teaching him before.

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Red looked at her for a few moments before his face showed that he was concentrating. "Uh..... s-se...." He shakes his head "...ssor-ry? sorry. Sorry!" He remembered the word.

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Church's face finally softened into the smile he was so desperate to see. "Good job, Red. I forgive you," she murmured warmly. Awww...

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Red smiled and practically beamed when she told him that he did a good job. He then comes close to her and reaches for her, demanding cuddles. He was pretty clingy and obviously hated it when she left him alone.

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Church just chuckled softly, letting him wrap his arms around her. She'd found out quickly that if she tried to refuse cuddles, he'd just pick her up either way and carry her to either his room or the couch. Usually it was the couch.

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Red smiles and even though she agreed to let him cuddle her, he still picked her up. He carried her and went to his room, wanting to be really comfortable as they cuddled.

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Church was pretty much fine with this, giving in and allowing Red to do as he pleased... for now.

Rook huffed as she stepped out of the bathroom, tiredly running a hand through her hair. Fresh bruises marked her skin, mainly around her ribs and sides, which were hidden beneath her towel. There was one on her arm, though, from when she'd been shoved into a counter while protecting Queen from a few guys. So far, she'd done well at hiding bruises like these from Classic. She couldn't hide cuts from him, since he usually smelled the blood, but bruises were easy.

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Classic was just laying on the floor not too far away, just resting. He turned his head when she came out of the bathroom and he blushed softly. He sits up and looks at her for a few more minutes before noticing the bruise on her arm. His blush almost instantly disappeared and he made a soft growl.

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Rook jumped, looking at Classic. She'd just reached her bedroom door when she heard him let out that growl, startled by the deep noise. Immediately, her face flushed red. "Oh, hey, C-Classic..."

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Classic slithered over to her and tried to grab her bruised arm. He wasn't even bothered that she only had a towel.

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Rook instinctively tried to hide it when he reached for her arm, turning her body and shifting part of her arm behind her. Classic, be careful about how you're reaching. You might grab something you shouldn't be grabbing.

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Classic whines a little and just tries to see her arm even after she moves it. He was in full protective mode and he needed to see the bruise. He even tried to crawl onto her to see her arm.

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Rook, meanwhile, was turning into a flustered mess because he was way too close and she was only in a towel. "Classic- Classic please, I'm fine-"

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Classic just growled and kept trying, his mind not letting him speak while he was in protective mode.

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Rook finally let him grab her arm, trying to whine and reassure the lamia that she was okay. It was just a bruise, and it really didn't hurt that much. She'd just bumped into something too hard was all. That's what she tried to tell him, at least.

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Classic grabs her arm and sniffs it a little before licking the bruise. He then rubbed his cheek against it a little, huffing. He also knew that she was probably lying.

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Rook was still extremely flustered, letting out a tiny squeak when he licked over the mottled flesh. "Classic, I'm serious. It's just a bruise. There's nothing to be worried about." After all, he couldn't see the rest of the aching bruises since they were hidden by the towel.

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Classic stopped and just stared at her for a few moments before letting go of her. He then started to push her into her room "Get dressed."

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Rook's face turned bright red at his words, ducking her head as she let him push her into her bedroom. Aw, Classic, now you've just embarrassed her.

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Classic then just sat outside her room so she could put some clothes on. He did stop and think for a moment though, his face getting blue from blushing.

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Rook peeked her head out after a moment, still blushing bright red. She was dressed now, though, in an oversized hoodie falling down to mid-thigh and probably some underwear. No pants, though, from what he could see.

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Classic just smiles and pushes the door open. He just casually let himself into her room and grabbed her arm again gently.

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Rook allowed it, trying to calm down a little bit. She was assuming he was going to just want to cuddle now, as they sometimes did when he wanted to warm up a little more.

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Seems like that was what Classic wanted because he pulled her over to the bed. He then wrapped around her a little bit.

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Rook snuggled against his chest in response, her blush refusing to die. She was more relaxed now, though...

Butterfly deadpanned at the two lamias that had just burst into the bathroom as she was getting out of the shower. Not because she didn't have a sense of modesty or anything, but rather because she knew it might happen. It didn't really mean anything to her as a demisexual. "Do you two not know how to knock?"

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Dream seemed to be really flustered and he pointed at Killer, who was also blushing really hard. "It was his idea!" Dream was blaming Killer. Killer gave him an angry look back "Nuh! Was you! Was curious!" He stuck his tongue out at him with a small hiss. They were kinda acting like toddlers at the moment.

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Butterfly just stared at the two of them for a moment with the same neutral look before wrapping a towel around herself. "'Kay." Holy shit, that was way too nonchalant. It was almost as if she just didn't care that the two of them had just seen her naked.

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Both of them just blinked and were confused. They had fully expected her to be mad at them so they didn't understand how she didn't care.

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Butterfly raised one eyebrow at their confusion. "I knew there was a chance of you two eventually seeing me without clothes on, whether it was while I was getting dressed or in the shower. I don't particularly care if you see or not."

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They both then just nod and decide to leave the bathroom. They just sat outside of it on the floor, kind of using each other as a pillow.

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Butterfly got dressed quickly before coming out of the bathroom. She glanced down at them, smirking after a minute. "Next time, don't barge into the bathroom without knocking. Alright?" Yeah, she was teasing them.

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They both look up at her and nod softly. Dream just mumbles an "Ok" while Killer stuck his tongue out at her.

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Queen hummed softly to herself. She was laying on her stomach while reading a book in the living room, idly kicking her bare feet in the air. At this point, her living room had changed slightly due to the two lamias she lived with, namely Cross. She'd gotten a pretty soft, large bean bag that was big enough for Cross to curl up on it comfortably. Holly got one, too, to prevent him from being jealous.

It probably wasn’t wise to be wearing just an oversized t-shirt and underwear, considering the season that was starting for her two lamias.

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Cross was currently curled up in his bean bag and was fast asleep. Holly was laying on his beanbag too but he started to feel his body heat up. It only took him a minute to figure out what was going on and he growled softly. He only growled because he knew Cross would be going into heat soon too and he wanted to make sure that Queen was his and not Cross's. He got up and slithered out of his beanbag.

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Queen didn't even turn to look, figuring Holly was just going into the kitchen to get some meat to snack on. She was unaware of what his actual goal was.

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Holly then slithers over to where she was. He smiles and tries to climb onto her, purring softly with a smile.

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Queen let out a confused noise, twisting slightly to look over her shoulder at him. "Holly? What are you doing?"

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Holly smiles at her and tries to climb into her lap "I wanna cuddle." He purrs out softly.

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Queen rolled over completely so he could crawl into her lap. She figured it was just going to be innocent cuddling.

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Holly purrs louder as he gets all cuddled up against her. He just cuddled for a bit before he started to nuzzle her. His body was kind of unnaturally warm.

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Queen simply relaxed as the purring lamia snuggled up against her. She had returned to reading her book once they were both comfortable, not really paying him much attention when she felt him nuzzling her. Queen did notice that she was surprisingly warm, though.

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Holly then moved up a little bit and nuzzled his face into her neck. He stayed there for a few more minutes before he squirmed slightly, licking her neck.

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Queen started to pull away as best she could, letting out another noise of surprise. "Holly?" She inquired, gazing at him with wide eyes. If she had spoken any louder, she probably would have woken up Cross. He'd be waking up soon, though, as his body would start to heat up as well.

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Holly just whines when she tries to pull away but he doesn't let her. His tail started to wrap around her.

Cross was starting to heat up and he was panting in his sleep. He moved a little to try and cool down.

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Queen squirmed as his tail began to slip around her, squeaking softly. She didn't know what Holly was trying to do.

Unfortunately for Cross, he wouldn't be able to cool down. At least, not like that. He'd just have to wake up...

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Holly licks her neck again before he moves and tries to kiss her on the mouth.

Cross just groans and opens his eyes. He squirms a little and rolls out of his beanbag.

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Queen was still struggling, accidentally turning her head away before he could kiss her on the lips as she let out a startled gasp. "H-Holly, wait-" Queen stammered out.

Well, that was Cross's cue.

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Holly smiles and tightens his tail around her. Cross glanced over at the two and came closer, panting still. Holly noticed Cross and instantly became very possessive, growling loudly at him.

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Queen was blushing softly, looking very confused as to what was going on. She did try to scold Holly for growling at Cross like that, not really registering just how dominant both Holly and Cross were. Especially Cross. She might be their caretaker, but she was still their sub. Queen didn't have much control over them unless one of them managed to make her cry. If anything, trying to scold Holly while he was trying to threaten Cross might result in a bite to shut her up.

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And Holly did just that, sinking his sharp fangs into her neck and injecting some of his venom into her. It was both to shut her up and show Cross that she was his. Cross growls back and tries to grab Holly and pull him away so he could have Queen for himself.

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Queen cried out in pain as she felt his fangs puncture her soft skin, trying to push Holly away instinctively. Keyword being tried, since the only one that could get Holly to budge at this point was Cross. Tears pricked at the corners of Queen's eyes as she let out a whimper, biting her lip a little. The pain would ease once he'd removed his fangs from her neck, and would likely vanish entirely once the aphrodisiac started to work. Right now, though, she was in pain, and the noises she made would likely prompt Cross to try and take her away.

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Cross saw the tears in her eyes and he growled again. He grabbed her and lifted her up, resulting in Holly falling to the floor. He then slithered over to his beanbag and set her down in it. Holly hisses and tries to hit him "Mine!" He hissed and reached for Queen.

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Queen looked up at him with wide eyes. Okay, that innocent look was going to break both of them. Her face had flushed red as the aphrodisiac started to kick in. However, she still flinched when Holly reached for her. He might have to apologize for biting her so hard.

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Cross just purrs at her expression. He gets into the beanbag and starts to wrap his tail around her. Holly wasn't having it however and he just tried to tackle Cross. They ended up fighting a little bit but neither of them were hurt.

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Queen shuddered as Cross tried to wrap her in his coils, letting out a soft squeak. She watched with surprise when the two started to fight a little. Were they... fighting over her?

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Holly threw Cross and dazed him. He took the chance and slithered to Queen, wrapping his tail and arms around her tightly. He gives her a small kiss and growled possessively "Mine."

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Queen gasped softly as he wrapped her up tight, her face flushing a darker shade of red at how possessive the both of them were. "W-Wait, Holly, I want to help Cross too," Queen whined in protest. "Both of you quit fighting over me." If either of them were to taste the air right then, they'd pick up on the sweet scent of her arousal.

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Holly just growled and didn't let her move. He purrs and lets his tongue flick out and he purrs louder at the scent. He then started to rub against her.

Cross growls and comes over, now angry at Holly.

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Queen tried and failed to squirm when he began to rub against her, letting out a quiet whine. She reached out for both Holly and Cross after a moment, hoping it wouldn't upset Holly too much.

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Holly growls and was a bit upset but decided that Cross could join. Only because Queen wanted them both though.

Cross smiles and happily joins them both in the beanbag.

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Queen gave them a radiant smile when Holly allowed Cross to join, turning her head and peppering Holly's face appreciatively with kisses. Just to cheer him up a bit.

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It worked and Holly purred happily. He loosens his grip on her some and glances at Cross.

Cross wrapped his tail around her too and moved them so that they were on either side of her.

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Queen exhaled shakily, starting to squirm a little bit. She felt somewhat hot and flushed thanks to Holly's venom. She could use a bit more of it, though, if he really wanted her feeling desperate.

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Holly noticed her slight squirm and he smirked. He leaned towards her neck and bit it again, injecting more of his venom.

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This time, Queen actually moaned when Holly bit down. At this point, the aphrodisiac was helping her perceive the pain as pleasure. She panted softly as his venom worked its way through her veins, one hand coming up to rest against the back of Holly's skull in hopes of keeping him there a little longer. Queen reached for Cross, too, starting to squirm more as she grew warmer. She was soaking through her panties thanks to the venom Holly was injecting into her.

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Holly just let her hold his head there. He knew that his venom was harmless even in large amounts so he didn't care about how much he put into her.

Cross leans down and purrs, rubbing his face against her softly before nuzzling his face against her neck.

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They could feel the shudder that ran through her at the purr Cross let out. Queen was squirming against their coils a lot more now, starting to whine needily at the both of them as her arousal began to drip down her thighs. The scent was much stronger now, too. "H-Holly, Cross, pleeeaaase...~"

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Holly gladly pulled away from her neck and moved down a little. He then started to grind his pelvis against her.

Cross licks her neck before biting her gently. He gave her only a few drops of his venom so her movements would become sluggish and slow.

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Queen whined softly as her squirming almost completely ceased, trying to shift her thighs a little bit further apart as Holly ground against her. A sweet moan left her throat, the sound meant to encourage the two needy lamias. It also indicated just how sensitive she had become.

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They let her spread her legs and Holly lifted her hips up a little. He ground against her more as Cross started to remove her clothes.

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Queen tilted her head back slightly as she began to let out soft pants. Her moans were laced between each shaky exhale. She really didn't have much to remove, just the oversized t-shirt she wore and her underwear. They were probably going to completely destroy her bra out of frustration, and maybe her panties if one of them got impatient enough.

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Holly was just focused on grinding against her.

Cross pulled her t-shirt and bra off in almost one motion.

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Jayda gasped softly, blushing as she looked up at Cross. Again with those innocent eyes. Are you trying to break these two? Because they could easily break you.

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Holly then easily took care of her underwear, pulling them off and throwing them somewhere. He looks at her and purrs for a moment before there is a soft pop and he glances down at his tail.

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Queen turned slightly, curious about the noise she'd heard. Her movements were pretty slowed and sluggish thanks to both of their venoms running through her system.

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Holly was blushing a little bit. Two dicks had popped out of a slit in the upper part of his tail. There was then a pop from Cross and his two dicks had popped out too and boy, they were big.

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Queen blushed an even darker shade of red as she bit her lip softly. Honestly, she was wondering if she'd be able to fit both of them, especially considering Cross's size.

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They both seemed to think about that too and looked at each other. They made a few gestures to each other before nodding.

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Queen looked at them, seeming confused by the gestures they were making. And also still very aroused, which was a physical pain at this point for her since they had yet to do anything to help relieve it.

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They then smirked at her and Holly got positioned between her legs. He rubs one of his tips against her before pushing into her.

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Queen let out a gasp of delight as he sank into her heat, squirming in the coils still holding her with a relieved moan. She was tight and absolutely dripping wet.

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Holly purred and started to thrust softly. Cross moved and kissed her, grabbing the sides of her face gently.

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Queen moaned quietly into the kiss, the paralysis in her muscles mostly keeping her from bucking her hips into Holly's to get him deeper. The performer allowed her eyes to flutter closed, enjoying Cross's gentle touch.

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Cross deepened the kiss and tried to push his tongue into her mouth. Holly sped his thrusts up a little bit.

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Queen moaned at the perfect time for Cross to dominate her mouth, her attention torn between kissing him and the pleasure. Her arms had remained above her head, as it really wasn't worth fighting Cross's venom right now.

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Holly pants and thrusts more before making a noise. Cross looks at him and he makes a quick gesture, getting a nod in response. Holly grabbed Queen's hips and they changed positions.

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Queen gasped at the unexpected position change, then let out a whimper as she opened her eyes to look at them.

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She was now laying mostly on her stomach and Cross was in front of her face. Holly had her legs spread and they were turned kind of sideways and he kept thrusting.

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Queen panted, gazing up at Cross. She couldn't help the rather lewd expression she had, pleasured and starting to drool slightly when Holly managed to get even deeper in her. "A-Ah~" She whined, glancing towards Holly and whimpering out his name. Careful, Jayda, stuff like that can easily break a lamia's self control when they're in heat.

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Holly growled lowly and his thrusts sped up a little bit and got a bit rougher. Cross grabs her face and makes her look towards him. He then put one of his dicks near her mouth.

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Queen continued to pant, her focus seeming to shift to where Cross wanted it to. The moment one of his dicks was close enough, she parted her lips and gave the head and underside a teasing lick. Queen moaned at the roughness of Holly's thrusts, opening her mouth enough for Cross to push into it.

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Cross smiles and holds her face as he pushes into her mouth. He didn't do it all the way yet though, not wanting to possibly hurt her at all.

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Her mouth was warm and tight, although maybe not as tight as her heat. She didn't seem to mind how big he was, though, her hands fisting slightly in the soft material of the beanbag as she moaned around him.

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Cross groans and purrs before he starts to move a little bit. Holly had sped up his pace a little bit more and he was breathing heavy.

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Queen moaned louder around Cross when Holly sped up again, starting to clench around Holly more and more. She was already pretty close, no doubt thanks to the aphrodisiac making her so sensitive and desperate.

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Cross put a bit more into her mouth and smirked as he looked at her face. Holly just pants and keeps going at that same pace.

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Queen squeezed her eyes closed as she came hard around Holly, her moans and cries muffled around Cross's cock.

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Holly groans and thrusts a few more times before he comes into her. Cross picked up the pace he was moving at and came a little bit after Holly did.

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Queen moved to pull away from Cross, swallowing a few times as she slowly opened her eyes. Yeah, she was panting pretty heavily, still trying to recover from her orgasm.

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Cross smirks and pants softly as he pulls out of her mouth. Holly pulled out of her as well and looked at Cross. They seemed to have a silent and short conversation for a minute.

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Queen looked up at both of them, her face flushed a softer shade of pink. She was still really turned on and desperate when she came down, but she wasn't going to say anything at first mainly because she was in absolute bliss right then. She did whine when Holly pulled out, though.

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They both smirked and quickly switched positions so that Cross was between her legs and Holly was in front of her.

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Queen bit her lip softly, gazing up at Holly with a slightly curious look in her eyes. It was a very tempting look, to say the least. A hint seductive, even.

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Holly smirks at her expression and grabs her face. Cross gets positioned before pushing one of his dicks into her.

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Queen moaned sharply at the stretch. She was extremely tight around him, and absolutely soaking wet thanks to Holly. She might be able to fit both in a moment if he was careful. Queen whined softly at both of them in pleasure.

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Holly pushed into her mouth and pushed in all the way. Cross notices that she was so wet and he decided that he could try and fit both into her.

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Queen struggled slightly when Holly hit the back of her throat, barely managing to keep it relaxed so her gag reflex wouldn't get set off. Unaware of what Cross wanted to do, she needily rolled her hips back into his a little.

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Holly just moves a little bit and keeps holding her head. Cross thinks for a moment before he holds her legs tightly. He started to try and press both into her.

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" A-Ah~ " Queen whined out around Holly as she felt Cross stretching her out more. If he had been an inch thicker on both, he would've hurt her. It was even tighter for him than before, but the amount of slickness was helping him quite a bit. Queen shook slightly from the pleasure, unable to move much more past gripping the soft material beneath her.

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Cross groans at how tight she was now. He gave her a few moments to adjust before he started to thrust gently. Holly groans softly too and keeps thrusting into her mouth.

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Queen moaned as the both of them moved, her eyes flickering up to watch Holly's face. After a moment, she gave him a soft suck. Mainly out of curiosity, since he was currently dominating her mouth.

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Holly was looking back down at her. He groaned and he clearly liked it when she sucked softly.

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Queen let out a soft purr, moaning around him to try and encourage the both of them to be a bit rougher before she continued sucking.

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Holly groaned and started to thrust into her mouth a little bit faster. Cross started to speed up, holding onto her hips tightly

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Queen was trying her best to focus past the pleasure. Cross filled her almost completely like this, and he kept rubbing against her g-spot without even realizing it. She sucked harder, wanting to make Holly cum first.

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It was certainly working before Holly was panting some and he was twitching a little in her mouth. Cross was only focused on the pleasure at the moment.

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Queen gave Holly an especially harsh suck as he thrusted into her mouth, her blissful gaze unusually sharp. She continued to moan around the lustful lamia, feeling her walls start to constrict around Cross.

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Holly moans and thrusted a few more times before he pushes himself into her mouth as much as he could. Cross groaned when he felt her start to tighten some and his thrusts were getting sloppy.

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Queen moaned very loudly around him, cumming hard right after Holly. Her eyes had glazed over with bliss, and she had almost gone limp from the force of her orgasm.

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Holly came into her mouth and Cross came at about the same time, groaning loudly.

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Queen pulled away from Holly, swallowing a few times before panting softly. Cross had filled her almost completely; any more, and it would probably start to overflow.

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Holly lets her pull away, letting out of her head. Cross pants before pulling out of her, smiling. They were both a little tired out and decided that they were done for now so they both cuddled her.

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Queen tucked her head under Cross's chin, her back resting against Holly's chest as she tiredly settled between them. Yeah, she needed rest.

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Holly and Cross closed their eyes and rested, purring softly.

Chapter 3 Summary:

Rp Pages 20-29 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Chapter Text

Reaper was curled up in his room. He had refused to come out and it was because his heat had started. He was trying his hardest to push the urges down.

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Kym hadn't tried going into his room so far, which was either a blessing or a curse for Reaper. On one hand, it meant keeping himself under control and protecting her. On the other, it was pure torture since he could probably smell her scent through the door and had to deal with his heat going unchecked. The longer he went, the more his instincts would demand he find a mate to breed with.

Especially since Kym kept coming to the door, her worry well-hidden but still there in her voice. She kept checking on him, occasionally asking if he needed anything.

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Reaper tried to keep his face buried in a blanket so he couldn't smell her scent as well and so he could ignore it. His body was burning and was throbbing painfully but he kept trying to not pay attention to the heat. Whenever she came to the door, he would either just grunt or say that he didn't feel good and wanted to rest.

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Eventually, Kym got worried enough to sit on the other side of the door. She didn't really say anything, she just sat down against the solid wooden door and fidgeted. She couldn't help it. This was the exact kind of thing that made it hard for her to emote sometimes past her usual grin or amused look. She was still partially dressed in her work clothes, mainly just the tight black pants. Instead of a button-up shirt, she wore her usual tank top. Kym wasn't aware that it would make her scent stronger, since it was closer to him.

Eventually, Kym started to text Reaper things that she thought might make him laugh. After buying him a phone and helping teach him how to use it, she'd introduced him to the world of memes and dark humor.

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Reaper would look at his phone and laugh a little bit at the memes and jokes but he was pretty miserable. He groans after a little and rolls over onto his back "Ugh... I feel like I'm in fucking lava..." He pants quietly.

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His phone pinged right after he said that. It was another text from Kym, this time a picture of her. She was smirking in it slyly, giving the camera bunny ears. The caption on it read 'I lava you, if that makes you feel any better'. Oh my god, she'd started punning. Kym is seriously such a dork.

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Reaper looked at his phone and couldn't help but laugh a bit at the pun before it fully sunk in what she had pretty much said. Oh boy, that made it so much harder to resist his urges.

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Kym smiled when she heard his deep laughter sound from within his room. She was happy that she could at least make him laugh when he wasn't feeling well. At this point, her scent had finally reached Reaper, being much stronger than before now that his face wasn't buried in blankets that smelled like him in heat.

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Reaper groans once the smell hits him and he tries his hardest to stay put. His control broke after a minute though and he got up. He then literally busted the door down.

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Kym very narrowly rolled out of the way. She'd heard him slithering towards the door and had moved just in time to avoid what a human would consider a very painful experience. "Jesus christ, Reaper, what is it with you and doors?! Did the doors do something to piss you off, or did you just never hear of door knobs?!" Kym yelped out in alarm. Yeah, I don't think he's listening right now.

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Reaper was a bit surprised to see that she was right outside the door and he hesitated for a moment. Then he remembered his heat and he went to her, picking her up with a soft purr.

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Kym actually managed to blush faintly when he picked her up. She must've fed very recently to be able to retain that much body heat and be able to blush. She held her phone close to her chest, looking up at Reaper with startled red eyes that quickly returned to their normal golden amber color. Seems the lamia had caught her off guard. "R-Reaper? Are you listening to me?"

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Reaper wasn't listening at all as he slithered back into his room. He set her down on the nest of blankets and pillows that he had made. He then climbs into it as well and starts to wrap his tail around her.

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Her phone slipped from her hand, vanishing somewhere into the warm, messy nest he'd made for himself. Kym looked up at him, letting out a surprised noise as she felt his tail slip around her. "Wait, Reaper, are you sure you want me as a mate?" Kym inquired, starting to raise her hands in protest. He might not like that too much, but Kym was known to be very mischievous. He'd probably have to remind her of who was the boss in this situation several times.

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Reaper just stares at her for a few moments before growling and nodding. He wraps his tail around her more as he grabs her wrists. He presses his face against her neck and growls again "Mine."

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A chill ran down her spine, a sort of thrill she hadn't felt in a very long time. Something about the almost primal way he announced his claim of her made her feel positively excited. Just because he told her she was his didn't mean he had tamed her just yet, after all. He'd have to do that while he tried to, to put it very bluntly, breed with her. Kym let out a soft growl in return, flexing her wrists a little in his grip before starting to fight playfully. "Well, big boy," the vampire purred at him, pressing closer, "I'm not going to be easy." That was most certainly a challenge.

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Reaper growls back and he could tell that she was being playful. He smirks and just tightens his grip on her wrists before he tries to use his tail to spread her legs.

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Kym grinned at him, pressing her knees together to keep her thighs from parting like he wanted them to. She continued to squirm in his coils, feeling a second spark of arousal. She knew that he wouldn't be able to break her.

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Reaper could smell her arousal and purred softly. He then moved his tail and tried to rub against her, even though she was keeping her legs closed he was still going to try.

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Kym remained stubborn, denying him the friction he wanted with a knowing smirk. If she withheld what he wanted for long enough, she knew he'd grow impatient enough to remind her of who was in charge by taking what he wanted in a slightly more forceful way.

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Reaper already growled some as he was already getting a bit impatient. He softly nibbles her neck before moving up and trying to give her a kiss.

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Kym let out a soft noise at the nibbles, but thankfully accepted the kiss. She was starting to lean up enough to sit up despite his grip on her wrists. He'd just have to pin her back down.

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Reaper growls into the kiss and he pushes her back down. He then deepens the kiss and puts more force into it.

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Kym was still fighting him a little bit, but she was also quite busy enjoying the kiss. The vampire probably would've been misbehaving more if he wasn't holding her down right then.

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Reaper just deepens the kiss more and tries to push his tongue into her mouth. He also tried to rub between her legs again

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Kym let out a playful growl as she denied him both. Instead, she started to squirm beneath him again, probably to see if she could escape his coils.

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Reaper just instinctively tightened his coils to keep her still. He just growls and keeps her pinned down harder

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Kym was definitely smirking into the kiss. She was misbehaving on purpose! She wanted to be difficult, because she didn't want him going easy on her. She did say she wouldn't be easy to tame....

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Reaper pulls away from the kiss and growls at her, getting more impatient. He stares at her for a few moments before pushing his head against her neck. He then started to lick and nibble softly.

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Kym gasped softly, her fighting settling down for a moment at the soft stimulation. She started to squirm again, although this time it was partially because it felt nice when he nibbled and licked at her neck like that. She was still fighting his hold on her wrists, though.

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Reaper noticed the change in her fighting and he smirked softly. He decided to try and stop her fighting all together, so he sank his fangs into her neck.

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Kym moaned as she went still, the amber color of her eyes quickly vanishing behind a familiar shade of red. Usually, he'd glimpse it while she was feeding off a juice pouch. This, however, was because she had such a sharp spike in her arousal. Kym didn't even so much as squirm once he had his fangs in her throat.

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Reaper smiles a little and keeps his fangs in her neck as he starts to grind against her. His venom was going into her, but all she felt was a soft stinging feeling.

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It was a good thing she was essentially immune to his venom. If anything, it made her feel warm and tingly. Kym let out a soft whine when he started to grind against her, finally letting her legs fall apart so he could grind flush against her core. Seems biting her like that was a key to getting her to submit and be a good girl. Probably because she perceived it as a clear act of dominance.

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Reaper just kept his fangs dug into her neck for a few more minutes as he grinds harder. He used his tail to start to pull her pants and underwear down.

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Kym mewled softly at the friction, rolling her hips a little into his. She bit her lip carefully when she felt him tugging her underwear down with her pants. His continuous hard grinding was very quickly turning her on further. He could probably taste the scent of her in the air as he undressed her using his tail.

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Reaper pulled away from her neck and he could definitely smell her arousal. There was a pop as his dicks came out and he purred softly. He spreads her legs more and gets in between them.

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Kym looked up at him, whining softly out of impatience. Mainly because she was still pinned down, but also because she wanted him inside of her already.

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Reaper moves her a little and rubs against her. He then lifts her up so she was kind of sitting on him.

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Kym whined again, starting to pout and squirm a little when he rubbed against her. She let out a startled noise when he lifted her up, having to adjust herself a little for the new positioning.

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Reaper held her hips and held her over one of his dicks. He rubs it against her entrance before he starts to push her down onto it.

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Kym bit her lip as soon as he pressed against her quivering entrance, releasing it only to moan in relief when she finally started sinking down on one of his dicks. Fuck, it felt amazing, although she did wish she was taking both of them. Not because one wasn't enough, but because she knew it would make him feel even better. Her walls clung to him like a silken vice.

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Reaper groans once she is lowered fully onto his dick. His other dick was in front and so it was rubbing against her so it made her feel even better. He starts to lift her up some.

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Kym moaned softly at the extra stimulation, shuddering once she was completely seated on him. He drew another moan out of her when he started to lift her up again.

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Reaper then pushed her back down and he started doing it at a decent pace.

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Kym moaned and started to pant softly, hiding her face against his shoulder. She did nothing to muffle the sweet noises of pleasure she was making. She did rock her hips down on him whenever he pushed her down, though.

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Reaper groans and keeps that pace for a few minutes before he starts to speed up, holding onto her tightly.

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Kym bit softly at his neck, panting softly and moaning into the bone. She would rock her hips against him whenever he was completely inside of her, drawing little trembles from her every time. "F-Fuck~ Reaper..."

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Reaper moans at the soft bite and he speeds his pace up a little bit more already.

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Kym shook hard as she came early, partially due to the way his second dick kept rubbing against her. She bit down as hard as she could as she came, stifling a scream in response to the waves of pleasure.

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Reaper moans and comes as well from the slightly unexpected bite. He found the bite a lot more pleasurable than he thought he would.

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Kym softly rocked her hips to help herself through her orgasm, releasing him to whimper softly from the pleasure. She wasn't tired at all, which was a good thing since Reaper's instincts wouldn't let up until he'd either been successful in breeding her or until his heat was over. Being a vampire meant some damn good stamina.

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Reaper groans and looks at her. He was hardly tired at all too, his heat only being dampened for a few minutes. He stares at her and thinks about whether he wanted to breed her already or not.

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Kym met his gaze after a moment. Her eyes were a familiar blood red color that refused to fade, something that only showed up when she was showing real emotions or when feeding. Or, of course, when smelling or tasting blood. She let out a soft purr at him after a moment.

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Reaper smiled at her and leaned close to her. He starts to kiss her, moving one arm to wrap around her waist and pull her close to his chest.

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Kym smiled, deepening the kiss almost immediately. She still had her tank top and bra on. In the meantime, she started to rock her hips down against his again. He had a lot he could probably do to her, but regardless, she was ready for when he finally made his decision.

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Reaper groans softly and he makes a small noise into the kiss. He reached his hands under her tank top and put his hands on her breasts.

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Kym let out a quiet noise of encouragement, arching her back to push her breasts into his hands a little further. Seems she enjoyed his touch.

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Reaper squeezes her breasts softly before he starts to pull her tank top and bra off of her.

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Kym helped him this time, partially because she liked her bra and didn't need Reaper destroying it out of frustration. Ink marked her side, forming a tattoo of some kind of wild cat. Once he'd removed the last of her clothes, she paused to see what he would do.

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Reaper purred softly once he saw her fully naked and he squeezed her breasts again. He then leans and nibbles gently on her neck.

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Kym let out a pleasured sigh as he nibbled on her neck and squeezed her breasts, tilting her head back a little bit for him. She squeezed the walls of her dripping heat a little bit around him in response to his touch, letting him know just how good that felt for her.

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Reaper smiled and bit her harder, letting the tips of his fangs break her skin. He stays like that for a moment before suddenly grinding up into her.

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Kym bit her lip gently when he sank the tips of his fangs in. The unexpected movement of his hips, however, drew a strangled moan from her. He'd grazed her g-spot, and his second dick had rubbed up against her clit at the same time.

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Reaper then pulled away and lifted her off his dick. He then repositioned her a little bit and when he started to lower her again, he tried to push both dicks into her.

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Kym trembled as she let out a pleasured gasp. She was practically dripping on him, wet enough that it started to help him push the two thick lengths past her entrance. Gravity was the bigger helper, though, forcing her to slowly sink down onto him with some difficulty due to her being so tight. Kym's face had gone a bit hazy from the pleasure of being completely filled, and she was starting to drool a little bit. Fuck, that was a wonderfully lewd expression his mate was making for him.

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Reaper waits until his dicks are pushed fully into her. He grinds them both into her gently and he leans close, kissing her again. He looked into her eyes as he kissed her.

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Kym moaned into the kiss, deepening it. She met his gaze, clenching around him as she did so due to the intensity of his eyelights. After a moment, she bit softly at his tongue.

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Reaper groans softly and lets her bite his tongue softly. He started to lift her up a bit and started to thrust into her.

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Kym kept nipping and biting at it, occasionally sucking on it teasingly. She broke the kiss in favor of giving his jaw a soft nibble, letting out a sweet moan as he started to thrust. It was difficult when she was that tight, but her walls had adjusted and coated him so thoroughly in her slick that he wouldn't take long to pick up the pace.

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Reaper moans softly at the nibble. He then groans at how tight she was and he had to put in a bit of effort to move her at first.

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Once he got her moving, though, she really started biting him. It was focused on his neck and clavicle, fangs and tongue against sensitive bone.

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Reaper moans and he clearly liked being bit and licked like that. He thrusts faster and closes his eyes for a few moments.

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Kym bit harder as he sped up, starting to pant softly against his clavicle between bites. She was watching his face.

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When Reaper opened his eyes again, his eye lights were in the shape of hearts. He keeps thrusting at that pace.

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Kym flushed softly at the white hearts he met her gaze with, biting even harder with a soft purr between breathy moans.

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Reaper moans when she bit harder. Yeah he definitely liked being bit which was good for her.

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Kym whined as she tried to meet his thrusts, arching her back a little. She was starting to get close, clear in the way her expression was becoming decidedly more hazy.

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Reaper was getting pretty close himself due to the bites and how tight she was around both of his dicks. Looking at her expression also helped get him closer too

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Kym bit down hard enough to nick his clavicle before licking the spot she'd bitten. Okay, that was just downright sinful when it was coupled with her expression.

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Reaper moans again and speeds up more but he was a little bit sloppy

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Kym ended up biting down as hard as she could a second time, her hips bucking against his as she came.

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Reaper groans loudly and he grips onto her tightly. He came into her at about the same time that she did.

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Kym panted softly as he filled her, rocking her hips a little. She didn't move too much, though, as her walls were still insanely sensitive from her orgasm.

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Reaper moves some but not much. He just looks at her face to see if she seemed to be able to go another round or not.

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Kym's expression was a little hazy from the pleasure, but she still didn't seem to be tired. Dude, she has amazing stamina. Are you kidding? If she needs to stop, it'll be from sensitivity.

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Reaper just smiles softly and gives her a few minutes, just holding her close and purring

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Kym's eyes eventually became clearer, and she gave him a soft smile as she listened to his purring. She leaned back a bit, rocking her hips slowly against his. Honestly, he could probably breed her now.

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Reaper purrs more and holds her hips. He started to lift her up and push her back down at a decent pace already.

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Kym moaned softly as he moved her, biting softly at his neck. He could probably get her to cum hard if he abused her clit or g-spot as he fucked her. Or both.

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Reaper then decided to move and change positions. He moved and so he was above her and she was laying on her back.

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Kym, surprisingly enough, shifted beneath him and in his coils so she could hook her legs over his shoulders. She was pretty damn flexible, which he'd figure out if he pressed her legs towards her chest. It let him get deeper, and it meant he had something new to bite on.

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Reaper took the opportunity and leaned forward, pressing her legs towards her chest. He then pressed his lips against hers and tried to push his tongue in.

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Kym let him this time, although she immediately began fighting for dominance.

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Reaper fought back of course. He speeds his thrusts up a little bit, growling softly.

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Kym moaned loudly into the kiss, nipping at his tongue in a futile attempt to take over. He kept hitting her g-spot once every five thrusts, sending sparks of pleasure scattering across her nerves.

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Reaper wasn't going to back down, especially since he was breeding her this time. He kept fighting back against her tongue

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He got lucky and hit her g-spot pretty hard, which distracted her long enough for him to take control.

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Reaper purrs as he wins and he wraps his tongue around her tongue.

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Kym let out a whine, rocking her hips into his desperately as she allowed him to dominate her again.

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Reaper thrusts faster and harder. He pants softly into the kiss.

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Kym was trying to not cum at this point, trembling from the pleasure. Her walls twitched and clenched around him as she did so.

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Reaper was getting close to cumming and he kept thrusting like he was.

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Kym broke the kiss, whining softly at how painfully close she was. She continued to hold back on her orgasm, which reduced her to a panting, moaning mess.

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Reaper thrusts a few more times before he comes. He pulls her hips as close as possible

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Kym gasped, cumming at the same time due to him pressing into her g-spot. Damn, it was worth it to hold back. She was practically milking him.

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Reaper groans loudly as she tightens around him. He came a lot into her

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Kym let out a soft mewl as he filled her up, the look on her face one of pure ecstasy. She trembled against him, her soft, unmarked thighs gently touching the sides of his skull as she worked through her orgasm.

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Reaper couldn't help but notice her thighs and he bit them softly but it was enough to leave a mark.

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Kym actually moaned quietly when he did that, bucking her hips a little... which started up a shorter set of hard pulses of her walls around him. Definitely her favorite place to be bitten, since her thighs were so sensitive, especially on the inner sides. "Nnn~ R-Reaper, please..." Kym sighed out finally. Ah, seems she'd regained enough coherency to speak to him. "That's a pretty sensitive spot for you to be biting..."

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Reaper looks at her and smiles softly. He then moves some, pulling out of her before putting only one of his dicks back into her. His grip on her tightened some and he nibbled her thighs again.

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Kym let out a soft whine when he pulled out, feeling his cum immediately start to leak out of her. Her walls settled snugly around him when he pushed back one back in, a flash of hazy pleasure briefly overtaking her visage. It lingered when he started nibbling on her thighs. Reaper was able to pull soft mewls and moans out of her by doing that.

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Reaper smiles and keeps nibbling and nipping her thighs, leaving small marks with his fangs. He groans a little when he feels the dick that was in her start to swell some.

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It might've been a good thing he kept marking up her thighs, because it left her dripping wet and ready for breeding. Her slit quivered around him as the swelling caused him to spread her open a little more.

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Reaper just purrs and keeps nipping and biting. After a few more minutes, he groans and leans close to her.

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" Nnnaah~ hah ... Please..." It was a plea, although she wasn't sure what she was begging him to do. If anything, to him it probably sounded like she was asking him to hurry up and breed her already. Kym looked up at him, her face still flushed a soft pink. No male was going to be coming within fifty feet of her after they saw the marks Reaper had left. Especially not a lamia. Reaper had basically left his own scent all over her, although it did nothing to dampen her own intoxicating scent.

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Reaper smiles and softly kisses her as he feels a quite unpleasant feeling. His grip tightens even more and he grunts as he starts to push a pretty large egg into her.

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Kym gasped as she felt it spreading her open, trembling against Reaper. " A-Ah - Fuck, it's so big-" She had to break the kiss to pant, her head falling back as she reached one hand down to rest against her stomach. She could feel the egg eventually press against something deep inside of her, not quite entering her womb just yet.

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Reaper pants some and he tries to press against her harder, trying to get the egg to push into her womb and for it to stay there.

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Kym arched her back, her hands falling to the sheets to grasp desperately at them as she let out a shaky moan. There was some slight give when he pressed against her cervix. The egg had started to ease its way in very slowly with the help of gravity, drawing whimpers from Kym whenever it moved.

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Reaper just held onto her and waited until the egg had fully settled into her. He gave her small kisses and nibbles on her neck because he knew that the feeling probably wasn't super nice.

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It was uncomfortable, really. If not for the magic already inside of her and her own abilities, it would've been painful. The most she felt was the uncomfortable stretch and the weight of the egg as it finally slipped through and rolled to settle deep within her. The nibbles and kisses certainly helped with distracting her from it.

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Reaper smiles once the egg had settled and he pulled away from her neck for a few moments. He then pulled out of her only to put his other dick into her. Seems like he wasn't done quite yet.

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Kym whined when she felt his second one sink completely into her. Fuck, there was more. The stretch was uncomfortable and weird, and she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to leave the house for a little while after he was done with her. Not only because it would raise questions, but because Reaper might not let her.

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Reaper just waits a minute before he grunts and starts to push a second egg into her. This egg was slightly smaller than the other one so it wasn't as uncomfortable when it started to push into her

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Kym let out a shaky exhale as the egg slid in slowly. It didn't get stuck like the first one, thankfully, and the first had made it easier for the second.

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Reaper purrs softly once they are both settled inside of her. He then pulled out carefully and kissed her softly.

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Kym returned the kiss in content, her eyes fluttering closed after a moment. She was sleepy and content, mainly because her body was having to adjust to the presence of the two eggs. It was rare that a vampire who had lived as long as Kym was able to feel tired.

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Reaper just carefully wrapped his tail around her and made sure she was comfortable. He wanted to cuddle and sleep next to her.

Chapter 4 Summary:

Rp Pages 29-40 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Chapter Text

Butterfly grunted as she wedged the back of a chair under the door handle to keep the door shut. The two lamias under her care had officially lost it. They were in heat, and rather than deciding to go after each other... they'd almost pounced on her. Currently, Butterfly was trying to hide from them.

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Killer whines as he tries to push the door open but finds that he couldn't. Him and Dream were pretty determined to get to her so they had been bothering her constantly.

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Butterfly backed away as Killer tried to open the door, looking around the room to see if there was a way to escape or a place to hide from them. The window wasn't an option; too far up and too dangerous. Of course, they could smell her from where they were thanks to how sensitive her body was to pheromones.

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Killer then just pouts and quietly talks to Dream quietly. He mumbles a plan to him and smiles. Dream then goes to the door and whines pitifully "Butterfly pleeeeease?" He said it in the saddest way he possibly could.

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Butterfly crossed her arms and glared at the door when she heard that pitiful tone. "I'm sorry, Dream, but it's still no!" She answered stubbornly. She just... wasn't interested, really. They were friends, and they didn't have a deep enough connection yet to be doing something like that.

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Dream pouts "Can we at least cuddle? I won't do anything I promise!" He whimpers at the end of it.

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"Yeah, but you can't account for Killer!" Butterfly retorted. "You're the only one promising not to do anything, and last I checked, Killer doesn't make promises he can't keep."

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"Then we can leave him out of it!" Dream offered, really just wanting to be near her. "Hey! Not fair!" Killer growls at Dream. There was silence for a moment until there was a loud thud against the door. Then there was a lot of hissing and growling. Wow, it seems like they had started fighting.

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That was the one thing that Butterfly couldn't ignore. She kicked the chair out of the way and whipped the door open, snapping on instinct, "Oi! Both of you cut that out!"

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They fought for a few more moments before looking at her. Dream took the chance and launched himself at her, clinging onto her.

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Butterfly cried out in protest, trying to push Dream away. She knew he could smell her arousal, just like she knew Killer could.

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Dream growls softly and just clings onto her. Killer growled at Dream and tried to pull him off some. He then just decided to cling to her too.

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"B-Boys! What are you doing? Let go of me-" Butterfly started to say, trying to pry the both of them off of her.

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They both growled out a "No!" at the same time. They were silently competing to see who could win and stay with her.

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Butterfly continued to try and pry the two of them off, starting to panic a bit. They were exuding pheromones like crazy, and that was not good for her. At all. They had a ridiculously keen sense of smell for creatures who mostly scented things with their tongue.

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Killer was the first one to notice the scent of her arousal. He smacks Dream in the face just to annoy him before trying to slip his hand into Butterfly's pants.

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Butterfly stiffened immediately, reaching down to grab Killer's arm in an attempt to stop the bony hand slipping past the waistband of her comfy sweatpants. "Don't you even bloody think about it, Killer-!" The Brit began.

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Killer just squeaks a little and looks up at her. Dream took the chance when she was distracted by Killer. He grabs her sweatpants and tries to pull them down.

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Butterfly let out a squeak when Dream tried to tug her pants down, releasing Killer's arm in favor of stopping Dream. They could just now barely glimpse the black waistband of her panties beneath the soft, dark gray sweatpants she had on. "Dream! Jesus Christ, you're supposed to be the reasonable one here!" Yeah, Dream could probably feel the intense embarrassment and panic. Butterfly isn't used to this kind of attention, she isn't ready-

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Dream felt bad about doing it once he felt her feelings. He lets go and just sits there, his eyes tearing up. He felt really bad about it

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Butterfly sighed as she managed to untangle the both of them. She crouched down to about Dream's level, reaching out to gently grasp his face. The panic was gone, replaced by a gentle worry that was a calmer wave against her fiery embarrassment. "Hey, calm down, it's alright," the hacker muttered to him. "I'm just... look, I'm not ready for something like this, alright? I can get help for you two for now."

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Dream just nods softly and tries to calm down. Killer just growled because what he was trying to do was interrupted

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Butterfly glared at Killer, trying to ignore her arousal. "Don't you dare growl like that, mister. You were worse." Stop poking the bear, he might try doing it again.

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Killer just growls again and huffs, crossing his arms. He was very quickly getting impatient

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Butterfly rolled her eyes at him, standing up to go make a call. Killer, if you wanna pounce, your best chance is to catch her off guard. It will make her, and possibly Dream, mad, but it would work.

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Killer waits for a minute before he decides to pounce on her. He was way too impatient.

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Butterfly let out a squeal of alarm as Killer pounced on her, almost tripping and falling from the sudden weight. Now is your chance, Killer. She's vulnerable.

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Killer wraps his tail around her tightly and he pins her down. Dream squeaks a little and just sits there for a minute

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Butterfly twisted in Killer's tight coils, trying to shake him off as she hissed a few curses at him. "Killer! Let. GO!" Ooo, she was pretty when she was angry. And also kind of scary. Dream, are you just gonna sit there and watch.

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Dream was nervous and he could feel her anger. Killer just tightens his grip and growls softly. He slips a hand into her pants

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Again, with the embarrassment. The anger, too. Dream would be stupid to miss her arousal, but the faintest trace of anxiety was starting to come back as Killer slipped a hand down her pants. "Killer!" Butterfly hissed at him angrily, trying to close her legs in futile. In the back of her mind, she knew that it was far too late for her to be doing that when Killer was the one currently in control.

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Killer just started to rub his hand against her and he purrs at her. Dream whines and moves a bit closer but didn't really know what to do, feeling conflicted

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Butterfly still fought Killer even when he started rubbing her through her damp panties. She was angry, seeming to only grow upset despite the traces of pleasure now intermingling with her anger. It was probably good he was pinning her down, because she would have smacked the hell out of him otherwise.

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Killer started to try and lick her neck as he continued to rub her. He knew that he was probably gonna get the shit beat out of him later but he was determined.

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Butterfly really resisted that, actually turning her head in an attempt to bite him. "G-Get the FUCK OFF OF ME!" She protested, ignoring the slight waver in her voice. Her thighs twitched slightly as he rubbed her, a slight inhale hissing through her teeth every time he grazed her aching clit through the wet fabric.

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Killer was a bit surprised when she yelled and tried to bite him. His grip loosened for a few moments

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Maia wriggled when she felt his grip loosen, hoping she'd be quick enough to escape. Alas, she wouldn't be able to, since Killer always was quick to come back to his senses.

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Killer was still pretty tightly wrapped around her anyways. He just continues rubbing her

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Butterfly gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the urge to buck her hips up into his hand as she continued to fight his powerful coils. None of them could possibly notice the slight shift of her thighs that allowed Killer to rub her covered entrance and clit more.

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Killer just smiles and rubs harder, trying to lick her neck again. Dream was watching and blushing softly.

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Butterfly's fighting actually faltered when he started rubbing harder, her anger wavering as pleasure sparked through her. She still resisted his attempts to lick her neck, though, leaving him stuck with tasting the sweet scent of her arousal increasing as he kept rubbing her. Her wetness continued to seep through her panties until his fingertips were damp from rubbing her through the now soaked area of fabric. If he wanted, he could slip his hand into her panties and start rubbing her even more directly.

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Killer smiled and took the chance, moving his hand into her panties and started to rub his fingers against her clit. Dream could feel the pleasure from her and he purrs. He couldn't help it but to rub himself a little bit

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Finally, finally he broke her down enough to drag a ragged moan from her. He wasn't out of the woods, but he was doing something right when it came to pleasuring her. Her hips bucked slightly into his hand as he rubbed the slick, throbbing little bud of nerves.

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Killer smirks and keeps rubbing her clit, putting a bit more pressure on it as he did.

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Maia squeezed her eyes shut at the pleasure. She couldn't stop her hips from bucking harder against his hand at the increased pressure. She was panting just a little bit, her fighting decreasing further. Killer could feel how her arousal leaked out of her the more he rubbed the sensitive bud, slicking up her awaiting slit.

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Killer smirks more and moves his fingers, pressing two of them up into her. He instantly started to move them.

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Maia was good at stifling and holding back her moans, even though her thighs shook and visibly spread further apart as he pumped his fingers into her tight heat. It meant two less fingers were being used for rubbing her clit, but those fingers were currently attending to dripping, heated flesh.

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Killer moves his fingers at a steady pace before starting to carefully curl them in her. Dream was just watching, jacking off as he watched.

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This time, it was a full-body shiver as he curled his fingers to press the two bony digits against her g-spot.

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Killer felt the shiver and smiled, curling his fingers more against her g-spot.

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She clenched a little around his fingers, a choked moan slipping free as he pleasured her. Maia's hips twitched as she tried to keep from riding his fingers.

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Killer carefully pushes a third finger into her and he started to move all three fingers

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Maia whimpered as she was stretched open a little bit more by Killer's fingers. His fingers were off of her clit at this point, leaving it aching.

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Killer just moves his fingers faster and rubs them against her g-spot each time because he knew where it was now

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Maia's grip on his arm loosened. As much as she didn't want to admit it, it felt amazing. "A-Ah~ Killer..." The hacker whined out, rolling her hips into his hand to try and get his fingers deeper. Her walls twitched and clenched around his phalanges with every rub, thoroughly soaking the bone. Still, she might need a little push if he wanted to get her any closer to orgasm.

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Killer keeps rubbing against her g-spot for a minute or two before he moves his other hand down. He starts to rub her clit again

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Maia covered her mouth with one hand at the overwhelming pleasure. Maybe, just maybe, she was fine with this level of touching as long as he didn't try to fuck her. It was so much better when one of the lamias touched her like this, if she compared it to her own touch. Maia panted, unable to stop grinding on his fingers at this point. The closer she got, the more vocal she became.

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Killer smirks and keeps rubbing her clit and moving his fingers in her. He softly kisses and licks her neck gently.

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Maia didn't just cum hard on his fingers; she squirted. She twisted in his coils, crying out loudly as she came. The ecstasy was absolutely overwhelming for her, something Dream would pick up on, to the point that tears slipped silently down her cheeks.

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Killer was a bit surprised when she squirted but he then smirks. Dream had been jerking off and he came when he felt her feelings.

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Maia, unfortunately for Killer, was quick to recover. She pulled his hand out of her pants, swatting at his face with her other hand as her anger came surging back. She twisted out of his coils in the next second, digging her knees into his back and pinning him down flat to the floor. Yeah, she's calling Dr. Hall, ignoring the fact that Killer had made her cum so hard that she'd soaked through her sweatpants.

Killer was probably going to be driven crazy by her scent now, as it was so much stronger now. He'd probably suck his fingers clean in a minute.

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Killer yelps in surprise as she becomes angry with him because he wasn't expecting it. He whimpered a little as he was pinned down and he squirmed because he could smell her so much right now. Dream squeaks and decides to slither away before he could possibly get in trouble.

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Once Butterfly was off the phone, she glared down at Killer. "What about 'no' wasn't clear?" She demanded. Was she... blushing? She was. Maia was embarrassed, mainly about how hard she'd come just from his fingers.

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Killer whines again and just squirms, trying to get out from under her. He totally knew that he was in trouble.

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"You're so lucky I know you two are in heat," she sighed. "Cuddling only from now on. If I say no, Killer, I mean it."

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Killer just nodded softly and kept trying to get out from under her.

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Maia finally let him up with a huff and a glare. 'I'm going to go get changed."

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Killer stretches softly and waits until she walks away to start licking his hands

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Definitely kind of worth it for him. She was sweet enough that it would leave him wishing he could have a second taste of that forbidden fruit.

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Killer purrs softly as he licks it all off his fingers, making sure to get every little bit of it.

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"Red. No. And don't you hiss at me, you know full well how I feel about you sneaking into my room in the middle of the night when your room is perfectly warm enough!" Church planted her hands on her hips, returning her lamia's glare. He was really starting to act up lately, getting angry a lot more and doing things he knew would piss her off. She wasn't quite sure why, and she really didn't have the time to worry about it. She had work, after all.

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Red just hissed at her more and huffs too. He turned to slither away, going over to the couch. He pulls himself up onto it and curls up for a few minutes.

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Church rolled her eyes. My god, he was sassy. She just turned away, knowing she needed to get ready for work soon. Well, that was the plan, anyway. The heat didn't creep up on her like it often did to lamias. At first, it was just a flicker of pain deep inside... and then the first wave of heat hit her like a freight train while she was in the middle of getting changed into her work clothes. It hit her so hard that her knees nearly buckled under her weight. Church let out a soft gasp into the darkness of her bedroom, grabbing at the door frame of her closet and letting her claws rake into the wood. "F....Fuck," she exhaled softly.

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Red had disappeared because his heat had started to get more intense. He had retreated to his large nest, which was made in the far back corner of a dark closet. He whines and squirms around, moving the nest around because he had suddenly gotten annoyed by how the nest was.

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Church didn't even make it to her bed at first. She'd dropped the clothes she was changing into, turning to stagger over to her bed. Her knees finally gave out, buckling and causing her to collapse with a sharp thud onto the floor. Church rested her face against the cool wooden floor for a moment, just whining softly at the contrast against her already warm skin. Her magic sparked, flushing up in the form of a red blush on her face that reached her ears. She panted softly, slowly pulling herself up onto the bed.

Her heat had just started, and she was already starting to feel the first faint burning of arousal.

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Red heard the thud and he stopped fussing with his nest. He came out of his hiding place and poked his head in, looking at her. He could immediately smell that she was in heat and he got a bit excited about it. He purrs and his tail thumps against the ground as he comes into the room.

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Church was too distracted at first to notice Red coming into her bedroom. She was shaking softly, clad in just a tank top and her panties as she hid her face against one of her pillows for a moment. Being hit with a mixture of intense pain and arousal like that hadn't been her plan, especially since it was only the start and would get worse. Well, the pain would only get worse if her heat went unchecked. The intense arousal was constant. Church rolled over onto her back with a broken whine before she could rip the pillow to shreds.

Red might be excited that Church had gone into heat while he was having his, but the fact remained that Church needed help with her's.

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Red slithered over to her bed and he lifted himself up. He made a soft noise that was a mix of a growl and a purr. He looked at her and he obviously looked excited and a bit lustful.

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Church squeezed her thighs together, her hips rocking a little on their own as her arousal peaked sharply. Why? Because she'd picked up on the scent and pheromones of Red in heat finally, and it drew a strangled little whimper from her throat. Church's eyes fluttered open a little, revealing a hazy, unfocused look. If Church hadn't been in heat right then, she never would have seen Red and actually let out a needy little purr at him. That was probably the best reaction he could have hoped for.

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Red purrs louder and he moves closer to her. He picks her up, holding her tightly as he takes her to his nest. Once he got to his nest, he set her down and curled his tail around her.

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Church clung to him when Red picked her up, pressing her face against his neck and nuzzling it softly. She was warm, plush, and extremely submissive . Maybe a little naughty, too. Then her scent hit Red full force, sweet and spicy and only growing stronger as her heat built up.

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Red purrs louder and he happily smells her scent for a few moments. He then easily took the tank top off of her, starting to get impatient already

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Church purred quietly up at him. Just because she was being submissive didn't mean she wouldn't tease him. She gently ran her hands down her body as she pressed her thighs together. All she really wanted at that moment was his touch... and for him to fuck her soon, of course.

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Red moves close to her and purrs softly. He kisses her, his hands resting on her sides for a few moments before they moved up to her chest

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Church returned the kiss pretty passionately, arching her back to push her breasts into his hands. She let out a very soft, needy whine.

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Red kissed back and squeezed her breasts softly. He rubs his tail in between her legs

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Church moaned quietly, her claws digging slightly into one of the pieces of fabric making up the nest. She spread her legs apart a little more, hiking her thighs up to press against his hips so she could wrap her legs around him.

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Red presses his face against her neck and bit softly. He squeezes her chest more and rubs his tail against her harder.

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Church let her head fall back a little, exposing more of her neck for him to mark up and bite as she let out another sweet moan. She grinded her hips against his tail as it rubbed against her.

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Red started to bite her neck some, making soft marks. He moves his hands down and slips one hand into her underwear.

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Church panted softly as he marked her skin, squirming a little in anticipation when his hand slipped towards where she needed his touch the most.

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Red started to rub his hand against her clit and continued to bite and nip her neck.

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Church let out a shaky moan, spreading her legs a little more so he could put more direct pressure on the sensitive bud. "Nnn... a-ah~ Red..."

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Red took it and rubbed harder. He moves and bites the edge of her ear gently

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Church let out an extremely loud moan, her back arching a little. "Ahn~ W-Wait, my ears are t-too sensitiveee~" The monster whined softly, despite the fact that she was now rocking slightly against his fingers as he rubbed her clit.

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Red pulls away and looks at her. He continued to rub her clit and used his tail to pull her underwear off of her.

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Church couldn't help the lewd expression she had, unable to deny the pleasure that accompanied any stimulation to her sensitive, pointed ears. She spread her legs as far apart as she could manage right then, allowing him to see what his fingers were doing to her.

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Red purrs and he became too impatient. He moves and rubs his tail a little until both his dicks appear with a pop.

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Church made a noise of frustrated protest when he stopped rubbing her clit, having been rather close. The moment his dicks slipped out, she reached out one clawed hand to grasp one gently. The other slipped between her legs to rub harsh circles around her clit. Okay, she might be submissive, but she acted up whenever she was left hanging. Question is... what was Red going to do about it?

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Red was a bit startled but he wasn't going to complain. He just leaned against her hand and groaned, grinding against it a little. He also just stared and watched her move her hand.

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Church began to slowly pump the one in her grasp, biting her lip softly. She pressed her fingers harder against her clit, drawing a short whimper from her as she began to rub faster.

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Red moans as she starts moving her hand and he keeps grinding. He closes his eyes for a few moments before he opens them again to look at her.

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Church ended up having to let go of him when she came undone right before his eyes, one hand covering her mouth to stifle a cry as the other moved away from her clit to avoid overstimulating herself.

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Red whines when she lets go of him and he starts to pump himself with his hand. He just watched her face

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Church opened her eyes a little once she came down, her face still pleasured as she panted softly. She whined softly at him, murmuring out a desperate little, "Red, please... fuck me~"

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Red gladly nods and gets positioned. He rubs against her a little before starting to push both dicks into her

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Church took the stretch in stride, letting out a strangled cry. Her hands rested against his ribcage, scratching at the bone slightly. She took him so well, yet she was extremely tight around him.

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Red moans at how tight she was and at the scratches she made on his ribs. He stayed still for a few moments

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Church gazed up at him, her face flushed bright red with magic. She was drooling a little bit, too. She rocked her hips into his after a few moments of adjusting, only to go still when one of his dicks ended up pressing into her g-spot. She was trembling a little after that, caught off guard by the sudden surge of pleasure.

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Red watches her reaction and smirks softly. He started to thrust at a decent pace

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One clawed hand remained on his ribcage, claws starting to scratch him up. The other fell back to partially cover her mouth as she panted and moaned, writhing a little beneath him from the pleasure.

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Red moans and keep thrusting at that pace for a bit before he started to speed up

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Church panted, managing to hook one leg over his shoulder right before he sped up so he'd end up going deeper into her. She scratched harder at the sensitive bones, biting at her knuckles a little to try and silence the sounds she was making.

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Red moans louder and speeds up even more, the pleasure from her claws urging him to go faster.

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Church was successful in quieting herself, which might bother Red a little bit. She kept leaving scratches on his bones, it having spread from his ribs to his arm and clavicles at this point.

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Red notices her covering her mouth and he pauses for a moment, grabbing her hand and pulling it away from her mouth.

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Church let out a shaky gasp at his next thrust, opening her eyes to look up at him hazily as he grasped her hand. Rather than pulling away, she laced her fingers with his. She was kind of tempted to have something in her mouth right then, like Tone, but there weren't a whole lot of options to bite on without having to move too much.

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Red smirks at her and keeps thrusting. He was a bit surprised when she laced her fingers with his but he didn't pull his hand away.

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Church had started to purr loudly between moans, pulling his hand close enough to her face to rest her flushed cheek against the bones

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Red moved a little and sped up a bit more. He had started to pant softly as he thrusts

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Church ended up turning her head to bite softly at some of his fingers, moaning breathily around his phalanges. Okay, wow, that was really hot when she had his fingers in her mouth. She dug her claws into his clavicle, scratching deeper as he slammed into her over and over again. "R-Rred~" Church sighed through a purr.

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Red couldn't help but purr at the sight of her like that. His thrusts got harder and he moaned when she said his name. He started to pant, getting close to cumming.

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Church bit down a little harder on his fingers, letting out a muffled wail around them as she came. She writhed a little, arching her back from the pleasure. Now was probably the time to find a spot to mark her if he wanted to do so. Her claws raked across his ribs unexpectedly. It was a good thing there was no intent behind it; her claws were sharp as hell.

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Red moans and he finds a spot on her neck, biting down and letting his teeth sink in. He came when she scratched his ribs.

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Church clenched harder around him as she felt the lamia's sharp teeth sink into the tender flesh of her neck. She knew full well that Red had claimed her as his mate, but she found that she really wasn't mad about it. It was probably the heat talking, but it really just served to turn her on even more. Church was practically milking him, her claws scrabbling a little to find purchase on his shoulders as she struggled to recover.

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Red moans and grinds into her a little until he finishes cumming. He stopped and held still for a minute to let them both recover

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Church panted softly around his fingers, letting her eyes flutter open to reveal a blissed out look in them as she finally recovered. She definitely made for a lewd image even then.

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Red looks at her expression and he purrs, smirking at her. He started to thrust again once they had both recovered.

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Church let out a mewl, actually giving his fingers a soft suck to see how he'd react while she was still coherent enough to tease him. She had resumed digging her claws into the fabric underneath her.

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Red just smirks a little and just stares at her for a few moments before starting to thrust a bit harder.

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Church nipped a little at his fingers, easily running her tongue over the tips of his phalanges between each soft bite. She ground against him, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut as she gave a little hiccup of pleasure. One of his dicks had ended up hitting her g-spot pretty hard.

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Red just watches her mouth a little bit and he keeps thrusting. He smirks when he hears the hiccups and he keeps thrusting

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Church's head tipped back a bit, temporarily leaving his fingers alone as she let out a gasp. By shifting closer to Red, she'd found a pretty good angle that caused him to repeatedly thrust into her g-spot

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Red noticed her reaction and he started to thrust into that spot directly, speeding up more

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Church continued to hiccup from the pleasure, drooling a little. He made it hard to not cum when he was hitting her g-spot over and over at such a fast pace.

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Red keeps thrusting like that, his own orgasm building up. He thought for a few moments, debating whether or not to breed her or not. He quickly decided not to.

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Her leg slipped off his shoulder as she came with a choked cry, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist and dragging him deeper into her. "A-Ah, fuck~! Please, don't stop..."

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Red was a little tired but he obeyed. He gave her a few moments before he just kept thrusting, panting.

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It was definitely worth it to see her writhe beneath him, her pupils blown wide from the absolute bliss she was in. Church was still hiccuping every time he thrusted into her, her thighs trembling hard against his sides.

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Red was loving the look of her at the moment and he moved faster. He held onto her hips to hold them still.

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Church whimpered between the hiccups and moans she let out, having to settle for gripping at the ripped fabric she'd already clawed up pretty well since he was holding her hips in place. It did mean he could fuck her even harder, since he was able to pull her into his thrusts to ensure he was hitting her g-spot as hard as he could.

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Red did that, thrusting hard and fast into her. He was already getting close to cumming again.

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Church squirted around him, shaking like a leaf from the sheer force of the pleasure. He'd actually ended up accidentally causing her clit to rub a few times against his pelvis from dragging her into each thrust. You might end up rethinking that decision to breed her soon, Red.

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Red did think about it but shook his head. He didn't wanna deal with breeding her yet. He just thrust a few more times before he came, digging his fingers into her hips.

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Church just continued to shake beneath him, gasping breathlessly as he filled her up. This time, he might need to give her a short break and just cuddle her while the mark he'd made got to work strengthening their new connection.

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Red was a bit tired so he pulled out of her. He laid down next to her and smiled, purring

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Church rolled onto her side, curling up against him wordlessly. She was satiated for now, so all she really wanted to do right then was cuddle softly. She curled her claws instinctively as she did so, tucking her hands close to her chest. No wonder she always wore gloves; she was probably highly aware of how easy it was to claw someone up. The fresh scratches on his bones were proof of that.

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Red just cuddled her back, being silent except for the purring. He could feel the lasting sting of the scratches but he didn't mind.

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Surprisingly enough, Church eventually joined him in purring quietly. Her's were a bit lighter and didn't give as much of a vibration like he did. Aww, how cute..

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Red smiled and moved closer to her, forcing himself to purr softer so he could hear her purrs.

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Her purrs seemed to be a bit more affected by her breathing than his. It would get louder and more rumbly whenever she exhaled, and reduced to near silence whenever she inhaled. Despite that, it was really quite a soothing sound for her to be making when she had such a sweet, blissful look on her face. Church glanced up at him when he moved closer before closing her eyes and nuzzling her face against his ribcage.

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Red just cuddled her and relaxed. He was pretty happy now that he had made her his mate.

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Church fell asleep listening to him purr, content for the few hours of rest her heat would permit before it demanded she exert more of the excess magic she'd built up.

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Red saw her fall asleep and he closed his eyes. He fell asleep after a few minutes

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They ended up lucky and got about five hours of sleep. Typically, she could only sleep for three hours before her heat came back to wake her up. Church awoke first, aware of the extreme amount of heat surrounding her body. It was too hot.

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Red was still asleep but he was also feeling really hot. He was sweating and panting in his sleep.

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Church whimpered, squirming out of his arms to escape some of the heat. Not only was she way too hot, she could feel the pain of her arousal starting to come back. She could touch herself, but... honestly, it wasn't as good as what Red could do.

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Red opened his eyes, waking up because of her whimper and her squirming. He sat up and looked at her.

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Turns out, Church was way closer than he'd anticipated. She looked up at him, sitting on her knees next to his coils. She was panting pretty hard from the pain and heat, her pointed ears seeming to have lowered a little. Church let out a desperate little whine at him, unsure of how to phrase her need to the lamia. If he hadn't woken up so quickly, he probably would've woken up to her practically in tears from how severe her heat could get.

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Red could smell her heat and he himself was feeling really warm. He pulls her close to him and roughly kisses her.

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Church moaned at the roughness of the kiss, pretty much being pulled into his lap. She needed something, any kind of stimulation, to alleviate some of the pain.

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Red grinded against her as he continued to kiss her. He carefully wrapped his arms around her

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Church moaned softly as he rubbed against her, spreading her legs a little more so he was pressing harder against her dripping slit. She practically melted into his arms.

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Red moans softly into the kiss and he keeps grinding a little bit. He moved one hand down to rub her clit.

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Church trembled, moaning louder as she deepened the kiss. The pain had started to ease more now that he had his fingers on her clit, and it didn't take much to get her rocking into his hand.

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Red gladly let her deepen the kiss and he kept rubbing her clit for a minute. He pulled his hand away and positioned himself, pushing both dicks into her.

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Church broke the kiss after a moment as he sank into her heat, moaning in relief. Her soul gave an excited little thrum through the connection, something he just barely felt.

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Red purrs and he started to thrust decently fast right away.

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Church buried her face against his neck, panting softly as she started to dig her claws into his back a little. One of her ears was close enough for him to tease her, since he'd recently learned that they were pretty damn sensitive.

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Red thrusts and looks at her ear. He bit it softly and keep thrusting

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Church raked her claws down his back as she gave a little cry at the soft bite. She clenched surprisingly hard around him, too, in reaction. "A-Ah~ Fuck, keep doing that...

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Red smirks and does it again, biting a little bit harder.

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Church moaned loudly again, bucking her hips into his to get him deeper. Her ears were normally sensitive, but her heat heightened it to a level where he could very easily use it to get her to cum multiple times before him.

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Red thrusts harder and keeps biting her ear over and over

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Church ended up cumming extremely early because of it, her claws raking down his back a little again as she worked her way through her aftershocks.

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Red gave her a few moments to recover before continuing

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Church panted as he continued, biting softly at his clavicle to muffle some of the more embarrassing moans she let out.

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Red groans and thrusts a bit faster, still biting her ear

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Church whimpered into his shoulder, starting to suck softly on his clavicle as pleasure coursed through her body. She was clinging to him for dear life at this point, her claws digging into his back a little more every time he thrusted into her.

Chapter 5 Summary:

Rp Pages 41-50 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Chapter Text

Red moans and keeps thrusting at that pace. He could feel his orgasm building already

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Church locked her legs around his waist after a few more thrusts, pulling his hips hard against hers as she came again. She bit down on some of the vertebrae of his neck, hard enough to leave her own mark as she clawed up his back a little more.

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Red gasps softly and moans. He thrusts faster and he tightens his grip on her.

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Church only released his neck to beg, and it was for a reason that might drive Red wild. "M-Mnnnh~ Fuck, R-Red, please make me cum again~ I wanna- ahh~ I wanna cum with you." She whined out the last part, sounding desperate.

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Red moans and bit her ear pretty hard but not enough to hurt her. He also ground against her when he thrusted

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Church gasped and moaned sweetly into his shoulder, trembling softly in his arms at the rough bite. The sweet moan turned into a quiet hiccup at the end when he started grinding against her while thrusting as well.

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Red keeps thrusting like that, panting from both the pleasure and the effort

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Church started to bite down again, panting harder and digging her claws into his back when he ended up grinding hard into her g-spot. All it would take was a bite or lick of her ear to throw her over the edge

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Red moans at the bite and the scratches. He decided to return it and bit her ear once again.

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Church cried out softly as she came hard around him. She couldn't help it when he kept biting on her ears.

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Red smiled softly and held still for a little to let her recover again.

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Church panted as she recovered, pressing a kiss to his clavicle. She moved her hips to get him to start thrusting again, still very much determined to cum with him.

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Red just smiles and purrs softly. He started to thrust again

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He was able to very quickly reduce her back to a moaning mess. Church was sensitive from having three orgasms so close together, so it didn't take very much to have her hiccuping from the pleasure and moaning his name.

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Red was getting close to cumming and he bit her ear again. He holds onto her hips tightly and he speeds up his thrusts

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Church gasped, feeling her walls starting to twitch and clench around Red in response to the bite. She was trying to hold back, not wanting to finish too early a fourth time. He was making it really difficult when he was biting on her ears, though. "I'm so close," Church whimpered, writhing as best she could when he had a bruising grip on her hips.

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Red thrusts a few more times and he thrust in all the way as he came with a moan. He bit her ear again as he came

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The second she felt him throb inside of her as he bit her ear, she came at the same time as him. She bit at his neck again, claws sinking further into his back.

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Red moans and holds her close to him as he comes.

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Church gripped him tighter, working her way through her orgasm slowly as he filled her up.

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Red just held onto her and groaned softly. He looked at her once she was done with her orgasm.

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Church gazed up at him through slightly open eyes, looking blissful and content. Not to mention extremely well-fucked. Her claws had unhooked from his bones at some point.

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Red smiles and purrs softly. He moves and holds her close, softly nuzzling her

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Church resumed purring quietly as well, now gently rubbing his back. Aww, soft aftercare.

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Red just smiles and cuddles her. He yawns softly and just nuzzles her more

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"We should eat," Church murmured to him after a moment, nuzzling her face into his neck.

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Red nods "Mhm, food." He didn't want to let go of her though

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Church stayed like that for a few seconds before mumbling softly, "Carry me?"

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Red looks at her and nods, having a little bit of trouble but he was able to pick her up.

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Church essentially went into koala mode, wrapping her arms and legs around him tightly. It did force him to either support her by grabbing her thighs or her ass, though. She didn't care either way, simply nuzzling her face against the side of his neck she'd marked as she purred.

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Red held her, his hands holding her thighs tightly so he couldn't drop her. He slithered carefully to the kitchen.

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Church actually seemed pretty happy about being carried around. She was perfect for keeping him warm, too: warm, soft, and very willing to cuddle. Even if she didn't like him breaking into her room at 2 am so he could warm up for the day.

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Red struggled with carrying her but he wasn't going to complain because he did like holding her.

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Church was making it easier on him by clinging, though, since it took some weight off his arms. "Fridge. Cold snacks for me. Some for you in the pantry." She spoke in clipped sentences only because she was so tired.

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Red nods and goes to the fridge first to get her some snacks. He then goes to the pantry for himself.

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Aw hell yeah, she'd made his favorite snack. She helped him hold some of the food, continuing to nuzzle his neck and purr.

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Red thinks for a moment before deciding to just go to the couch to eat because he didn't want annoying crumbs in his nest

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Rook peered over the top of her book warily at Classic. He was acting weird, and it worried her. Mainly because she was wondering if he was in heat or not. He kept trying to fuss at her, mainly for not paying him any attention.

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Classic was currently being a bit fussy and was laying partially on her legs. He had nuzzled her legs a few times as he tried to get her attention.

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"...Sans, what on earth are you doing, and why do you keep nuzzling my legs?" Rook finally asked. She returned her gaze to her book, though, which meant he didn't have her full attention. He'd just have to change that. Classic, you know she's oblivious to lamia courting and any advances you make unless you make it really obvious.

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Classic huffs and moves, trying to push her book up so he could slip into her arms "You smell good, mon amour" He smiles at her as he said it

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Rook blinked as he managed to force her book up enough to worm his head and shoulders in between her arms. She shifted, trying to turn her attention to the words on the page for a second before it snapped back to Classic. He'd called her 'my love'. Yes, she knew she'd been teaching him French recently, but it startled her when he used that particular pet name. Rook felt her cheeks start to heat up, cursing herself inwardly when she stuttered out, "W-What?" You have her undivided attention now, Classic.

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Classic moves a little bit closer and he just smiles, blushing softly " mon amour" He repeats and looks at her

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Rook set her book aside, blushing a little bit darker. "I-I... Sans, why are you calling me t-that all of a sudden?" Aww, she's getting flustered. He was close, his voice was so fucking deep, and he just called her a pet name in French.

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Classic moves even closer "Because it's true, you're mon amour" He said it once again because he kissed her on the mouth.

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Rook closed her eyes out of reflex when he kissed her, still reeling from the confession that Classic had just made to her. It was almost addicting to kiss her; her lips were soft and sweet, and so very biteable. Rook tried to pull away after a moment, still confused about what was going on and why her lamia friend was acting so weird.

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Classic deepens the kiss and presses his body against her. Now that he did that, she could feel that he was actually really hot at the moment.

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Rook let out a quiet noise, gripping softly at the back of his hoodie. She wasn't sure whether she should pull away or not, but she was starting to return it. Yeah, he was definitely in heat.

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Classic pulled away after a few moments and he looked at her. He seemed to think for a few moments.

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Rook began to stutter softly. "S-Sans, are you in heat right now?"

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Classic looks at her and nods "Y-Yeah."

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Rook covered her face, letting out a flustered noise. You should probably reassure her that you weren't calling her mon amour because of your heat, Classic. Regardless, she's extremely flustered right now.

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Classic just wraps his tail around her softly and nuzzles her neck a little bit "And I mean it when I call you mon amour ."

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Rook squeaked at him softly, unable to string a sentence together. She did seem to relax a little, letting him nuzzle her neck. Damn, her scent was absolutely irresistible.

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Classic purrs and keeps nuzzling her neck softly. He started to softly rub against her.

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Rook blushed even harder when he started rubbing up against her. It wasn't going to get much of a reaction out of her, though. She wasn't trying to stop him, though.

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Classic pulls away after a moment and looks at her face. He thinks before sitting up a little bit.

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Rook peeked at him from between her fingers, still pretty flustered. She wasn't sure about what he was doing.

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Classic glanced around for a moment before getting off of her.

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Rook slowly sat up properly, lowering her hands from her face. Curiosity killed the cat, after all.

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Classic then grabs her arm and makes her stand up "Follow me." He starts to slither towards where his room was.

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Rook staggered slightly after him, seeming a little confused. That and flustered, mainly because he was touching her and she was still processing the fact that he called her 'mon amour' multiple times. "S-Sans?"

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Classic glances at her and opens the door to his room. He then takes her inside and smiles softly at her.

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Rook gazed around idly at the room. She'd taken him out shopping to personalize his room and such, which resulted in a lot of blues, large, soft objects and anything that had to do with astronomy. Rook had spent almost three fourths of her paycheck on it, too, without complaint. She wouldn't tell Classic that, though, since he had finally figured out mathematics.

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Classic had made a kind of lazily made nest in the far corner of the room. He pulls her over to it before slithering into it, pulling her inside with him.

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Rook went willingly, figuring that Classic would pitch a fit if she didn't listen. Speaking of which, he'd probably start fussing at her if he found the slightly faded bruises on her back.

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Classic smiles and wraps his tail around her gently. He got them both comfortable before kissing her on the mouth.

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Rook pretty much melted into the kiss this time, letting him get a second taste of her sweet lips. Finally, she returned the kiss, blushing deeply as she did so.

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Classic deepens the kiss and puts his hands under her shirt. He lifted it up a little bit

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Rook shifted when she felt his hands brush over her stomach, inhaling softly. She parted her lips a little for him, inviting him to explore her mouth. She didn't try to stop him when he started lifting her shirt up.

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Classic pushed his tongue into her mouth and he lifted her shirt a little more. He put his hands on her breasts

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Her own tongue shied away from his at first, making it seem like she was trying to evade him before he could dominate her mouth completely. Rook gave a soft shudder when his warm hands finally came into contact with her breasts, although they were covered by her bra. He could easily move the cups out of the way, though.

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Classic tried to tangle his tongue with hers and he growled softly. He moves her bra a bit and gently squeezes her breasts.

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Rook's breath hitched sharply at the growl, a shudder coursing through her body at the deep noise. Okay, she found that to be ridiculously sexy to listen to. She let out a quiet mewl into the kiss when he squeezed her breasts.

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Classic smiles and squeezes her breasts again, deepening the kiss for a few moments. He then pulled away.

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Rook opened her eyes to look up at him curiously, having to try and steady her breathing once he broke the kiss.

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Classic carefully lifts her shirt and pulls it off of her. He then takes her bra off her too.

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Rook started to protest, embarrassed that she was now completely bare from the waist up in front of him. Her arms move instinctively to try and cover herself.

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Classic gently held her arms and kept her from covering herself. He leans closer and softly kisses her neck

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Rook flushed softly, her head tilting back a little when she felt him kissing her neck. Soft, warm, with her pulse thrumming quietly just beneath her skin. It didn't help that she smelled so damn good to him, inviting him to do some rather naughty things to her.

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Classic kissed her neck some more before he started to gently bite it. He moved down a little and bit her chest softly.

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Now biting most certainly got a reaction out of her. First it was a gasp in reaction to him biting her neck, followed by a sweet moan when he bit at her chest next. Rook squeezed her thighs tight together at the spark of arousal deep in her core.

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Classic smiles softly and bites her chest again before pulling away. He started to pull her pants down

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Rook let out a soft squeak, seeming a little hesitant about it. She averted her eyes, feeling her blush come back full-force. She needed a little reassurance, but she wasn't going to stop him.

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Classic nuzzles her neck and keeps pulling her pants down. He looked at her face once he got her pants off.

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Rook was watching him, blushing red and now seeming a bit more relaxed about it. When he met her gaze, her blush deepened a little as she murmured, "Sans..." Rook, if you keep doing that, he's going to end up ravaging you.

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Classic purrs when she says his name and he quickly pulls her underwear off of her. He then moves her legs, spreading them a little bit.

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Rook let out a soft little noise once she was completely bared for him, seeming rather embarrassed. She couldn't help it; this was extremely new for her. She was just hoping he'd ease her into it, since she was petite enough that he'd need to start out with just one to avoid stretching her too quickly. Rook had stated before that she had very little experience with relationships.

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Classic nuzzles her some and he starts to gently rub between her legs with one hand. He looks at her face to see her reaction to the rubbing

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Rook shook slightly, one hand coming up to cover her mouth a little at the sudden pleasure. She let out a soft moan, her gaze focused on his hand as her face twisted slightly in pleasure.

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Classic smiles a little and keeps gently rubbing her. He rubs a little bit harder and smirks

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Rook squirmed a little when he started increasing the pressure, moaning more. He kept hitting her clit, teasing her with sudden jolts of pleasure.

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Classic moves his other hand down and started to rub her clit as he pushes his fingers of his other hand into her

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Rook gasped at the sudden intrusion and surge of pleasure, her head falling back to bare her neck to him. She writhed a little as he rubbed her aching clit, her slick starting to dribble down his fingers due to a sharp peak in arousal. "H-Haaah~ Sans~" Okay, she's definitely going to get ravaged by the lamia at this point, what with the lewd way she moaned his name.

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Classic purrs and moves his fingers, curling them a little bit. He kept rubbing her clit with the same amount of pressure.

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Rook turned her head a little, one arm covering her eyes as she panted and moaned. Her back arched as she gave a little cry of his name when his curled fingers rubbed over her g-spot. He had the perfect view of her body when she squirmed for him like that; so many places to bite, suck, taste, and mark, and plenty of time. Her neck, shoulders, chest, hips, and plush thighs were all prime candidates for love bites.

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Classic smirks and keeps rubbing as he leans down. He softly bit her shoulder a few times before moving down to her chest.

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Her hands let go of the sheets in favor of grasping lightly at his hoodie. Rook clenched a bit around his fingers at the bite, and she arched her back a little more when he moved down to her chest. She wanted him to bite and suck at her breasts, mainly because they were so sensitive.

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Classic looks at her before continuing to bite her chest. He then started to kiss and softly suck on her chest, making sure to be gentle about it.

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Rook was watching him, her bottom lip being trapped softly between her teeth as he continued to bite at the soft skin. Sucking actually seemed to drive her more crazy than the biting did in that particular area, one hand coming up to gently cup the back of his skull to encourage him to do it more. Rook was quickly beginning to become overwhelmed by the pleasure, from him sucking and kissing her chest softly to his fingers rubbing all of the right spots.

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Classic saw how she was reacting and he kept sucking, sucking a bit harder when she encouraged him. He rubs her a bit harder too

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She started riding his fingers as he rubbed her clit harder, hips rocking almost uncontrollably. She teetered on the edge of orgasm, both hands now gently cradling his skull as he sucked. Rook was moaning pretty loudly, thighs shaking a little as she fought to stay still for him.

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Classic keeps rubbing and sucks a little bit harder. He glances at her face and rubs a bit harder since he could tell that she was close to orgasm

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Rook almost stopped breathing from the sheer force of her orgasm, thrown over the edge by him rubbing her clit harder. Her walls spasmed and clenched hard around his fingers over and over, thoroughly soaking the phalanges. She hadn't been able to make a single sound when she came, ending up resorting to drawing in deep, shaky breaths as her hips tried to shy away from his fingers. If he kept rubbing her clit while she was trying to recover, Rook would end up really overwhelmed and painfully sensitive. Rook's face settled into a hazy look of pleasure, her eyes completely unfocused.

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Classic stopped rubbing as she came, not wanting to completely overwhelm her just yet. He pulled his fingers out of her once her orgasm was done.

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Rook exhaled shakily, trying to catch her breath. She whined when he eventually pulled his fingers out, still somewhat sensitive. Damn, she'd completely soaked his fingers. Classic could smell her sweet arousal even without flicking his tongue out, although it would certainly sharpen the scent and turn him on pretty badly if he did. Once Rook had recovered a little, she seemed to focus her gaze on him and let her hands slip under his hoodie.

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Classic just looks at her as he licks his fingers clean. He purrs loudly because he could definitely smell her scent and his dicks both popped out once he smelled it.

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Rook blushed bright red when he licked his fingers clean, quickly averting her gaze. She tugged his hoodie off of him after a moment, followed by his t-shirt, before she could overthink it.

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Classic just let her take his clothes off him. He smiles and moves so that he is between her legs now.

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Rook looked up at him after a moment, spreading her legs further apart to accommodate his hips. She ran her hands up from her inner thighs to her chest before stretching them above her head, blushing as she did so. She was inviting him to touch and fuck her, tired of waiting.

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Classic purrs and he gets positioned. He looks and thinks for a moment before starting to push only one dick into her. He puts his hands on her hips and pushes in

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Rook whimpered in pain, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes as he bottomed out in her with only a little resistance at the beginning. She had been a virgin, after all. Keyword being had, now that she's gotten inside of her. Luckily, he might be able to fit both once he had her in the throes of pleasure and completely relaxed. "S-Sans," she whined out, hiding her face against his chest. Okay, that's really adorable that she went immediately to him for comfort through the pain.

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Classic pats her head softly and holds still "It's ok, I'll stay still until you tell me to move." He tells her softly and he just waits.

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Rook just gave him a tiny nod when he said that to show she understood, deciding to keep her face hidden against his chest in the meantime. Once the pain had faded to a faint ache and she'd finished adjusting to him, she murmured quietly, "You can move now."

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Classic nods softly "Okay." He started to slowly thrust, holding her close to him as he did

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Rook gasped softly, lifting her head to press her face against his neck. It wasn't a sound of pain, though. After a few thrusts, Rook began to moan softly.

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Classic smiles once he hears her moan and he speeds up his thrusts a little bit.

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Rook squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stifle some of her noises as sparks of pleasure were dragged across her walls repeatedly.

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Classic continues at that pace and kisses her neck a little bit.

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Rook was fine with the somewhat slow pace since she was savoring the pleasure, but what she really wanted him to do was bite her. She told him as much between breathy little mewls: "Nn~ Sans, bite me, please..." Rook nuzzled his neck, adding softly, "Hard. I can- haah~ handle it."

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Classic pulls away for a moment "Are you sure? I don't wanna hurt you too much." He sounded a bit concerned but his voice also sounded really nice.

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Rook whined softly up at him when she heard his voice, opening her eyes. Her blue eyes were slightly glazed over with pleasure, but she still looked pretty serious. Rook bit her lip softly before answering, tilting her head slightly to offer some of her neck to him as she spoke, "I'm certain. Please..." There was a pleading note to her tone. She was begging him for it.

She was hiding the fact that hearing him speak was seriously a huge turn on for her.

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Classic nods and moves closer, pressing his face closer to her neck "Ok, if you're sure." He had said it right in her ear. He then bit her neck decently hard.

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Hearing his deep baritone right next to her ear made her give a noticeable shiver as a chill went up her spine. Rook gave a startlingly loud moan when he bit down on the sensitive skin, her walls clenching a little around him. Seems she really liked being bitten, then.

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Classic groans when she clenched around him and he jut bit her again with the same amount of force

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Rook moaned again, digging her nails into his back a little. She really didn't seem to be in pain. Her hips bucked into his this time, trying to pull him deeper.

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Classic smiles softly and keeps thrusting. He thinks for a moment before shaking his head to himself. He wanted to try and push his second dick into her but he didn't want to hurt her.

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It was really tempting, though. She was panting softly, gazing up at him with a hazy, almost adoring expression as she gave little gasps and moans with each thrust. Rook might be able to take both if he was very careful; she was wet enough for it at this point. Her legs hooked around his hips after a moment, an attempt to drag him even deeper into her.

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Classic decided to try it and he was just going to be very careful about it. He pulled out of her almost all the way and lined both his dicks up with her entrance.

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Rook gave him a sweet whine of desperation. She was waiting patiently for him, though. She seemed aware of the fact that he was trying to avoid hurting her, which really just increased the look of adoration that accompanied the pleasured expression she had. Rook unhooked her legs to spread them further for Classic, wanting to make it as easy as possible for him.

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Classic holds her hips "Hold still as possible. I don't want to hurt you." He leaned and gave her a quick kiss before he started to carefully push into her.

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Rook nodded softly at him when he spoke, more focused on the sound of it rather than on what he was telling her to do. She was extremely obedient about it, though, relaxing when he kissed her. A full-body shudder ran through her despite her attempts to stay perfectly still when she felt him spreading her open twice as much as before. Him being girthy only added to that, slick leaking out around him almost immediately as he started to sink into her heat. Rook was gripping the sheets beneath them, gasping shakily at the stretch. It wasn't painful, though; it was the exact opposite of that.

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Classic looks at her face and he keeps pushing in. He groans loudly "God, you feel so tight now~" He purrs in a husky voice.

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Rook's lips parted around a soft moan in response, resulting in a very lewd expression as one hand started to come up to cover her mouth. She actually clenched a little around him at the husky purr, which was an absolute dead giveaway regarding her reactions to hearing his voice. Rook had a voice kink. "Nn~ Fuck, you're so big," she whimpered out in response.

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Classic noticed her reaction to his voice and he smirked. He leans closer to her face as he keeps pushing in until he had gone all the way in "Well of course I am~"

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Rook's face tinted a darker shade of red at that. Fuck, he figured it out. She couldn't help her breath hitching softly at his words as he finally bottomed out inside of her. Her mind completely blanked for a second.

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Classic held still for a few moments before he started to softly thrust. "You really like my voice, don't you?" He whispers close to her ear.

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Rook bit her lip a little, moaning sweetly at first as he thrusted. It took her a moment to string together a response, admitting to him almost shyly between quiet mewls, "Y-Yes, I- haah~ I love it."

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Classic keeps thrusting at that pace and whispered into her ear more "I bet you would love for me to tell you how much I like you as I fuck you senseless~" He purrs.

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Rook moaned in response, her hands gripping the sheets again. She clenched around him pretty hard that time. Having that baritone voice rasp quietly in her ear and use dirty talk seemed to drive her crazy. "P-Please~ Oh fuck, pleaaase do that~" Rook whined in response, rocking her hips a little into his in attempt to get him to go faster. He could really get used to hearing her beg him like that.

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Classic did start to thrust a bit faster, groaning softly into her ear. "Mm~ I love how fucking tight you are~" He tightens his grip on her hips a little bit.

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Rook panted harder as he continued, her walls fluttering hard around him. She was taking him so very well now despite how tight she was. " Ah- Ahh~ Sans..." She mewled, enjoying the way his fingers dug into her hips.

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Classic sped up more and tightened his grip a bit more. "I can't wait to fuck you for hours~" He then bit her neck.

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Rook moaned in reply as he fucked her, the noise developing into a pleasured cry. She'd felt his teeth clamping down on her neck.

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Classic bit down harder and keeps thrusting. He growls a little and holds her hips still, thrusting harder.

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Rook couldn't control all of the lewd noises she was making in reaction to the biting and increasing roughness of his thrusts. Her hands moved to rest against his back, finding purchase by digging her nails in as she gripped the back of his ribcage carefully. Rook whined when she found that she couldn't move her hips to meet his thrusts in reaction to the growl he'd let out, unable to do much more than lay there and take it.

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Classic smiles and pulls his mouth away from her neck. His thrusts started to get sloppy and he was getting close to cumming.

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Rook was a panting, moaning mess beneath him. She dug her nails into his back, her back curving a little as she came hard around him.

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Classic just purrs and bites her neck pretty hard as he cums quite a lot inside her.

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Rook gave him another shaky moan when he bit her neck again, walls fluttering around him rapidly. The warm, pleasant buzz of his magic brought a blush onto her face, which just darkened the pink flush already coating her cheeks.

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C lassic groans and pulls away from her neck once he is done "Good girl~" He purrs and smirks a little.

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Rook gave him a faint trace of a smile, still trying to recover from her orgasm somewhat. She was flushed and content, and her blush only increased when he spoke to her like that.

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Classic decided to take a break so both of them could relax. He stayed in her and just cuddled her.

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Rook was perfectly fine with cuddling, simply nuzzling his neck softly. She was currently basking in his warmth, and she was sure he was happy to be cuddling her since she was so soft and warm.

Chapter 6 Summary:

Rp Pages 51-60 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Chapter Text

Classic looks at her and thinks for a minute. He decided that he was going to breed her.

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An excitable decision on his part. She'd look so sweet and lovely once he bred her, her slim frame making adjustments to accommodate the large eggs he'd have her carry. Rook just continued to cuddle against him, essentially enjoying her post-orgasm afterglow and his presence.

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Classic then started to debate in his head whether or not to breed her now or to do one more round first.

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Rook attempted to nudge him while he was still debating it, wanting to shift the both of them so she could lay a bit more comfortably against his side instead of underneath him. It causes him to move a little inside of her, adjusting him so he was pressing against something that drew a startled, pleasured gasp from her. Well, she just made it even harder to decide. On one hand, he was pressing exactly where he needed to for making things go as smoothly as possible, but at the same time her walls had just fluttered and spasmed around both of his dicks without warning. If anything, he could move Rook into a better position where gravity would work to their advantage.

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Classic groans softly and thought for a few more moments. He decided to go for one more round even if he was in a good spot at the moment. He ground into her a little bit.

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Rook's thighs quivered hard around his hips when he ground the heads of both dicks into that spot, dragging a ragged moan from her. "Nnnahh~ Sa-ans, that's sensitive..." She whined softly at him. If you tell him that, he's going to do it more.

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Classic indeed ground into that spot more. He then started to thrust into her, moving their position so that gravity would help when he bred her.

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Rook covered her mouth a little, her head falling back onto some of the pillows of his nest when he kept grinding into her. She was moaning quietly by the time he started thrusting into her, some of his cum leaking out of her whenever he pulled back. It would just be replaced, so it was more of a reminder that he was making her his mate.

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Classic purrs and keeps thrusting into her. He leans closer to her "You're such a good girl~" He purrs quietly to her.

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Rook actually moaned in reply, clenching tight around him at the quiet purr. She loved hearing him praise her, mainly because of her voice kink. There might be a bit of a praise kink somewhere there, though, based on her reaction.

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Classic smirks softly and thrusts harder "I'm- mph -so glad you're going to be my mate~" He purrs more.

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Rook met his eyelights, panting openly as she tried to roll her hips into his to meet his thrusts. " A-Ah, fuck!~ Please make me your mate~" Rook whined out, digging her nails into his shoulders. She didn't know what she was fully asking of him, but he would absolutely love the fact that she said that.

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Classic moans a little before smirking at her. He did really love that she had said to make her his mate. His thrusts sped up quite a bit.

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Rook cried out when he sped up, feeling him hitting that sensitive spot from earlier repeatedly. Her legs were spread enough for him to see how she stretched around him, her throbbing clit exposed just above that.

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Classic smirks and keeps thrusting at that pace. He softly rubbed her clit with one of his hands.

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Rook's hips twitched and trembled when he started rubbing her clit, her mouth falling open around a silent gasp.

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Classic kept rubbing her clit as he keeps thrusting at that pace "You're doing so good~"

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Rook started to drool a little, whining something in response. It was hard to say what she'd said, since it was in French instead of English and was broken up by her moans.

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Classic smirks and continues. He could feel himself starting to get close.

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Rook was definitely way ahead of him on that thanks to him rubbing her clit. Her hips jerked hard as she came, pulsing hard around his dicks. She thrashed beneath him, raking her nails down his back.

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Classic moans and he quickly came in her, pushing himself in her as much as possible. He pants and stays still for a moment.

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Rook's thighs continued to twitch and tremble as she milked him for every last drop. She was panting for air, her eyes glazed over and unfocused. She'd been overwhelmed by the pleasure, it seems, and him bottoming out inside of her as he came had prolonged it. Rook would probably end up overstimulated, but it was a good thing since it meant she'd accept the eggs so much easier.

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Classic gave her a few moments before moving a little just to try and get positioned so she would take the eggs in the best way.

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Rook whimpered something in French that sounded suspiciously like a term of endearment, seeming to focus a bit on him as her walls gave a smaller spasm around him. He was able to shift into position, but not without making her tremble a little from how sensitive she was at the moment.

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Classic smiles "You're such a good girl~" He kisses her softly before groaning. His grip on her tightens a little bit.

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Rook gazed up at him with a soft, hazy look of ecstasy and adoration after he broke the kiss. She wasn't fully aware of what was happening quite yet.

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Classic just holds her and nuzzles her softly as he feels one of his dicks swell up some.

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Rook whimpered a bit, her eyes fluttered closed when she felt him spreading her open even more as it swelled. She couldn't really move much, though, mainly because of the way he'd ended up coiling around her to hold her in place while he was busy heavily breeding her.

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Classic softly kissed her neck more, groaning as he started to push the first egg into her.

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Rook gasped as she felt it sliding slowly up through her. She could feel her walls twitching around him, stimulated by the unexpected sliding movements. A shaky moan left her once the first egg was pushed into her womb. "Nnn~ Sans..." She mewled out.

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Classic smiles a little bit and he glances at her stomach. It was about a minute later when he started to push a second, slightly larger egg into her.

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Rook panted, moaning again at the rolling stimulation he began pushing another egg into her. Somewhere in her hazy, pleasure-clouded mind, she wondered about how many he was going to push into her, not to mention how many of them would be viable. Lamias tended to work a little differently compared to other monsters when it came to fertility requirements. The lustful, instinctual part honestly just hoped he'd keep going until he'd exhausted all of his magic ensuring she was successfully bred. When the second one settled into her womb, he saw a faint shift of his magic glowing beneath the smooth surface of her skin.

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Classic moved a bit and it took a bit longer for the next egg because it was even bigger than the second egg. He groans and softly bites her neck as he pushes it into her.

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Rook tilted her head, presenting the exact spot he needed to sink his fangs into to mark her when she felt him softly biting at her neck. The third egg managed to cause a shift in her stomach, a faint outline of a bump forming.

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Classic smirks when he sees the faint bump in her stomach. He also saw how she was showing her neck and he took it, sinking his fangs into her neck to mark her.

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Rook trembled softly in his coils, a pleasured moan slipping from her lips as he marked her. Her walls clenched a little around his dicks, which would only encourage the eggs to come faster.

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Classic purrs loudly and pulls his mouth away after a few moments. It definitely did help the eggs because he pushed three smaller eggs into her pretty quickly.

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Rook didn't notice the blood starting to dribble from the puncture wounds left. She was too distracted by the pleasure that accompanied each egg. The three smaller eggs managed to cause the slight bump to distend just a tiny bit, but not enough for either of them to notice. Her walls continued to twitch and pulse around him to encourage more.

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Classic licks some of the blood off her neck and he relaxes some. He kind of quickly filled her up with eggs. He purrs when he is done, resting a hand on her stomach gently.

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By the time he was done, he'd caused a significantly large bump to form. Her body was currently adjusting to the presence of the eggs, seeming to recognize the fact that he had impregnated her. Rook gave him a soft shudder as his hand gently cradled her stomach.

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Classic softly kisses her and whispers to her "You did so good taking all those eggs, mon amour " He kept his hand on her stomach.

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Rook gave him a quiet moan in reply to his praise, feeling the eggs in her shifting and settling into place. Her soul gave him a sleepy pulse. She couldn't really move much since his coils still held her legs open for him, so all she could really do was murmur in French to him in response. She seemed to be recovering, as she'd actually ended up becoming overstimulated while he was pushing eggs into her and cumming pretty hard around him. If anything, it had just made it even easier for the eggs to slip into her womb, plus he'd gotten to feel how her tight walls had spasmed and clenched around him as he was breeding her.

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Classic just smiles and pulls out, closing her legs so she could be more comfortable. He could tell that she was tired and he was a little bit tired too. He loosened his coils and moved so he was gently cuddling her.

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Rook curled up a little bit in his arms, being mindful of her stomach as she settled against him. She was pretty tired, mainly from having so many orgasms and being bred on top of that, which had resulted in overstimulation. Rook's body needed to recover and adjust to Classic's clutch of eggs. Sleepily smiling up at him, she lifted one of his bony hands to her face and pressed a soft kiss to his palm as she mumbled, "Mon amour." Finally, she'd said it back.

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Classic smiles widely and purrs loudly. He nuzzles her and holds her gently "I love you." He says with a happy smile.

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Rook started to fall asleep, mumbling a precious little 'I love you too' to Classic. It was time to let her sleep. He'd have plenty of time to feed her later, since it was extremely likely he wouldn't let her do a lot of stuff on her.

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Classic let her fall asleep and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep too. He made a note in his head right before he fell asleep to make the nest better because he would definitely make her stay in the nest.

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"Reaper, it's literally not even that far," the vampire whined, scowling softly at Reaper. "I'm not going to die from walking a few steps and reaching to grab something." Yes, she knew that she was far more vulnerable now, but she could handle grabbing something off the shelf. It had taken forever to even convince him to let her leave his nest to cook dinner for the two of them.

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"But- I gotta keep you safe!" Reaper had been quite annoying but that was because his instincts were constantly yelling at him to keep her safe and that everything was a danger to her.

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Kymberly huffed softly at him. There were hints of red flecking her normally amber eyes, indicating that she didn't like being mother birded like this. It was nice at times, but he was being unreasonable now. "And you can, but this isn't keeping me safe, this is being overbearing. Love, I can manage grabbing a mug off of the second shelf just fine."

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Reaper just pouts softly and watches her. "Sorry... my instincts are telling me that everything is dangerous..." He mumbles a little

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Kym rested a hand over her stomach gently, aware of the bump caused by the unusually large eggs Reaper had eased into her. She retrieved the mug with ease, setting it on the counter so she could fill it with warm blood. "I understand that, and I think the concern is sweet. But seriously, there isn't much that could kill me."

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Reaper just watches her more "Tell that to my instincts." He says slightly sassily. He decided to get some food for himself because he was kind of hungry.

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Kym giggled softly at that, amused by his sass. "Your instincts also are aware that your venom doesn't work on me. If anything, it just tickles," she told him, starting to smile. She really did look good like this, wearing just his shirt and carrying his eggs. Emotional bias, of course, but that's how it was.

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"Yeah, but they aren't exactly smart sometimes." Reaper was smiling a bit. He was talking about his instincts as if they were another person.

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Kym chuckled softly. She didn't blame him for talking about them in that way. His instincts were capable of making him act almost like a completely different person at times. She took a sip from her mug, humming happily at the fact that she was finally able to consume her weekly dose.

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Reaper had grabbed some food and he was snacking on it. He was trying to ignore his instincts because they wanted him to take her back to the nest.

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Queen hummed quietly to herself. She was starting on dinner for the three of them, mostly due to the amount of sex that had been occurring for the past two days. She was a little sore, but feeling the warmth of her two lamias's magic still inside of her helped soothe it. She was currently wearing one of Cross's shirts and some panties (she'd had to convince them to let her wear those, because as convenient as it was for them when she didn't wear any, she liked having some modesty). Queen was leaving it up to them to make their nest, thankful for the time it gave her to make some food.

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After a little bit, Cross came down into the kitchen while Holly was busy with making the nest. He purrs and comes up behind her, hugging her gently.

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Queen jumped a bit when she felt his large arms encircle her. She was so much smaller compared to Cross, yet her small frame was capable of taking both of his dicks so well while remaining as tight as the first time they'd taken turns fucking her. Smiling quietly, Queen leaned back into Cross and murmured, "Hey there, big guy. I'm making dinner." Not for long. Cross definitely had other plans in mind.

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Cross purrs and nuzzles her neck softly. He slowly moved his hands, one resting on her chest while the other moved down and started to rub her through her underwear.

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Queen couldn't help it; she melted almost immediately when one hand found its way between her thighs to start rubbing her through her panties. She gave a soft gasp, arching her back to push her clothed breast into his hand as she started to grow wet quickly. "Nn- C-Cross, wait, I really need to get dinner started-" Yeah no, he doesn't care.

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Cross smiled and kept rubbing her. He squeezes her chest and holds her kind of tightly.

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Queen leaned back into him completely, her hands grasping gently at his arms to try and ground herself. "Cross..." She whined again. It didn't take him long to get her soaking wet.

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Cross grabs onto her panties and he just rips them off of her. He instantly started to rub her clit.

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Queen let out an alarmed gasp as he tore the delicate fabric with ease. He had her moaning in mere minutes once he targeted her clit, starting to drip onto his hand from how wet she was.

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Cross held her tightly to his chest as he kept rubbing. He grinds against her a little bit.

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Queen spread her legs a little more for him, starting to rock her hips into both his own hips and his hand. She was muffling her noises as best she could, her head having fallen back against his shoulder. A few moans slipped out here and there, though.

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Cross purrs and pushes two of his fingers into her. He moves a little and bit at her neck.

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Queen trembled a little as he sank his fingers into her. His phalanges were a lot thicker and longer than Holly's, stretching her open perfectly with just two. She gave a soft, sweet moan when she felt his fangs grazing over the soft skin of her neck.

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Cross pumps his fingers in her, curling them a small bit. He keeps nipping at her neck, making small scratches with his fangs.

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Queen moaned pretty loudly as he finger fucked her, shaking a little when his curled fingertips pressed into her g-spot. She tilted her head a bit instinctively despite the fact that she knew he'd temporarily paralyze her if he bit down any harder. She didn't mind the small nicks he was living with his fangs, the pain helping to enhance the pleasure she was experiencing.

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Cross was tempted to bite her but he didn't, at least not yet. He licks her neck a few times before pulling his fingers out of her.

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Jayda shook softly in his embrace when he pulled his fingers out, starting to whine a bit in protest at the empty feeling it left.

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Cross easily picks her up and smiles. He carried her out of the kitchen

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Queen clung to Cross, weighing practically nothing for him. She nuzzled his neck wordlessly, brushing her lips over some of the vertebrae as she allowed him to carry her off. She smelled like him and Holly, but her natural scent remained the dominant smell. It was absolutely intoxicating when she was that close.

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Cross carries her to their room and opens the door.

Holly had just finished making the nest and he turned, smiling at them both.

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Jayda peeked at Holly, lifting her head away from Cross's neck and reaching out with one hand towards Holly. She was relieved that they'd finally agreed to share; they were both insanely territorial, after all.

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Holly smiles happily and comes over to them. He purrs and takes her from Cross's arms.

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Jayda blushed softly, looking up at the both of them. "Guys..." She murmured, a faint trace of desperation starting to enter her voice. Her arousal had turned into an aching throb between her thighs that was really hard to ignore.

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Holly looks at her and just nods softly. They both go to the nest, setting her down into it first before getting in themselves

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Jayda fiddled with the ends of Cross's t-shirt, tugging it down a little. It was extremely oversized on her, causing it to slip off of one shoulder to expose the soft skin that bore one of the two lamia's marks. She had let herself sprawl out, creating a rather teasing image for them to look at as they joined her in the rather plush, soft nest Holly had created.

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Holly looks down at her and licks his teeth. Him and Cross looked at each other for a few moments and Holly moved so that he was between her legs.

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The performer looked up at Holly, still fidgeting a bit with the shirt. She released it after a moment, reaching out to pull Holly down for a kiss with a soft, "Come here."

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Holly lets her pull him close and he kisses her. He smiles and purrs into the kiss.

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Queen gave Holly several soft kisses before directing her attention towards Cross. After all, she wanted to give them equal amounts of attention.

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Cross had moved behind her and he leaned to kiss her. Holly moves her legs a little bit and grinds against him

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Queen relaxed back against Cross once again, giving him the same soft, sweet kisses she'd given Holly. She moaned quietly when Holly started grinding against her, her eyes fluttering shut at the friction as she continued kissing Cross.

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Cross deepens the kiss and puts his hands on her chest. He moved her so she was kind of sitting up.

Holly grinds against her more, groaning softly.

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Queen didn't seem to mind being moved, leaning back into Cross for support as she let him deepen the kiss. She would moan quietly on occasion, tightening her legs a little around Holly as he kept grinding against her dripping slit.

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Holly takes both his dicks out and he rubs them against her entrance.

Cross pushes his tongue into her mouth.

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Queen tangled her tongue with Cross's, letting out a quiet mewl. She couldn't help it when the heads of his dicks rubbed against her slick entrance, the tips just barely sipping into her for a split second. Jayda chose to steady herself against Cross, happy to be in his arms as she was being fucked senseless.

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Holly smirks before pushing both of his dicks fully into her with one thrust.

Cross holds her tightly when Holly thrusts in so she wouldn't move much.

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Jadya cried out into the kiss, arching her back as she was spread open by Holly without warning. She was still so tight and wet after fucking them both multiple times, especially considering how big Cross was. By arching her back, it caused her clothed breasts to be pushed more firmly into Cross's hands.

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Cross pulls away from the kiss, squeezing her breasts when she arches her back. He moved her shirt so he could touch her breasts without it getting in the way.

Holly already started at a pretty quick pace and had decently hard thrusts.

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Jayda panted and mewled, her head falling back against Cross's chest as he touched her. She was taking Holly extremely well, her hips rocking a little to meet his thrusts.

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Holly was purring and was making soft hissing noises as he thrusts.

Cross kept softly squeezing her chest and he glanced at Holly with an annoyed look.

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Queen hooked one leg over Holly's shoulder so he could hold it up and get even deeper than before. She was gazing up at Cross with a half-lidded look, panting openly. With her face flushed and eyes glazed over with pleasure, it became an extremely arousing, lewd look.

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Cross looks back at her face and smirks. He leans down and licks her neck a few times.

Holly pants softly and keeps thrusting, going a little bit faster.

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Queen was moaning at every hard thrust into her at this point, her legs trembling a little from the pleasure. She tilted her head when she felt Cross's tongue rasp over her skin, offering a spot to sink his fangs into.

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Cross gladly took the opportunity, sinking his fangs into her neck and injecting some of his venom.

Holly growls softly and moves, biting her thigh.

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Queen gave them a sweet cry, clenching around Holly as she felt both of them sink their fangs into her. She seemed to really like being bitten on the thighs especially, her gaze falling onto Holly.

Already she could feel Cross's venom slowing her movements and forcing her to hold still for them, the pain quickly turning into pleasure once Holly started injecting his own venom, too.

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Both Cross and Holly purred. Holly kept thrusting at the quick pace he was at.

Cross pulled away from her neck and started to kiss her.

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Queen twitched around Holly's dicks, a soft whimper slipping out as Cross kissed her. She was letting the larger lamia dominate her mouth, her hands finally finding his and guiding his fingers to start playing with her sensitive nipples. Holly's venom was the perfect aphrodisiac, warm and capable of making her extremely sensitive. Jayda had become so wet that he had no troubles thrusting into her tight heat.

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Holly kept thrusting and after a little bit, he started to get sloppy with his thrusts. He was definitely getting close.

Cross happily kissed her and dominated her mouth. He carefully pinched her nipples as he tangled his tongue with hers.

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Queen let out a noise into the kiss that most definitely sounded like a moan when Cross pinched the sensitive buds. She was close, too, her walls tightening around Holly as her orgasm approached.

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Holly came right before she did. He dug his fingers into her hips as he thrusted fully inside her as he came.

Cross just kept kissing her like he was.

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Queen came at the feeling of him filling her, her walls clenching around and milking him mercilessly for every last drop of cum. Her noises were muffled by Cross kissing her.

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Holly groaned until he was done. He then just holds her hips tightly and smirks.

Cross glances at Holly and pulls away from the kiss.

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Queen recovered slowly, noting Holly's almost bruising grip on her hips. She'd partially expected him to pull out right away to let Cross have a go, so it was surprising when Holly didn't.

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Holly just looks at her face and smiles softly. After a few moments, his dicks started to swell a little bit.

Cross just holds her gently, smiling softly. He nods softly at Holly.

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Queen let out a sweet little noise that was almost a moan, surprised to feel Holly spreading her open further. She remained pretty relaxed, though. The performer was doing so well, holding still for them so Holly could breed her first.

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Holly purrs and waits a little bit more before he starts to push the first egg into her.

Cross just looks at her face, seeing how she would react

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Queen whimpered as the egg eased its way through her, her legs trembling slightly from the surprising amount of pleasure that accompanied it. It was most likely due to the aphrodisiacs, but the face she made because of it was positively lewd.

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Holly just smirks and pushes a few more eggs into her. They weren't that big so there was still enough room for Cross to put in an egg or two.

Cross leans and kisses her again, not being able to resist due to her lewd face.

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Queen was a panting mess by the time Holly was done, her face flushed as she finally broke the kiss to look up at the two of them. There was only a faint bump that formed from the eggs so far, although Cross would very quickly remedy that.

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Holly pants for a few moments before he looked at Cross. They nod to each other before they switch positions so that Cross was between her legs.

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Queen snuggled back against Holly a little, whining softly at Cross. She spread her legs a little more to accommodate his hips, giving him a rather nice glimpse of her dripping, quivering entrance. They preferred sitting up, since gravity helped Cross stuff more of his girth into her. That and he got to enjoy her smaller, warm body against his. Having her beneath him was fine too, since he absolutely dwarfed her when he loomed over her like that. "Please..." Jayda whined quietly at the two lamias. She wanted to be touched already.

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Cross just nods and gets positioned before pushing both of his dicks into her. He was careful and gave her a few moments to adjust.

Holly smirks softly and leans towards her, kissing her on the mouth.

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Queen moaned loudly into the kiss, trying her best to wrap her legs around Cross's waist. He'd have to drag her into his thrusts to get any deeper. She was thankful for the time the large lamia gave her to adjust to his sheer size.

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Cross absolutely loved how tight she was and how small she was compared to him. He holds onto her hips and starts to thrust.

Holly just kisses her

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Queen was taking both of his dicks so very well now. She moaned into the kiss, deepening a bit. Her body actually jerked slightly with Cross's thrusts even though he wasn't being rough, walls trying their best to suck him deeper into her. Holly could tell she wasn't focused on the kiss as much as she was on the pleasure she was currently in. Jayda guided his hands to her breasts, her back arching just a little to get him to touch her.

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Cross quickly started to speed up his thrusts. He was excited to breed her.

Holly pulled away from the kiss and he let her move his hands. He puts his hands on her breasts and squeezes softly

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Queen panted harshly, letting her head fall back onto Holly's shoulder as Cross started fucking her senseless. "Nnngh~ Oh, fuck, you're so goddamn big," Jayda whimpered out between moans and pants. Her voice was a bit raspy from moaning so much, but it just made her sound even more lewdly wrecked. "A-Ah... Holly, bite me," came her plea at a near whisper. She wanted his fangs in her neck, not caring if it would result in more frequent, longer orgasms. If anything, she figured it would get Cross to breed her even faster. "Pleaseee~"

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Holly thinks for a moment before just doing what she wants. He sank his fangs into her neck and injected his venom.

Cross just kept thrusting at that pace.

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Queen gave a soft shiver and a moan as Holly's venom lit every nerve ending alight with pleasure. She probably would've been showering him with attention if she wasn't currently a puddle of ecstasy in his arms. She was so painfully close.

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Cross speeds his thrusts up even more and he pants from the effort.

Holly just purrs softly and pulls away from her neck.

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A ragged gasp slipped out, but Queen found herself unable to make a sound past that. The second the knot coiled tight and snapped, Queen was seeing white from how hard she'd come. Cross had nailed her g-spot by accident while he was focused on fucking her.

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Cross moans and thrusted a few more times before he comes. He holds her hips close to him.

Holly smirks softly and looks at Cross.

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Queen eventually started to recover soon after he came, tears remaining in the corners of her eyes from the sheer force of her orgasm. The aftershocks occasionally made her walls give a small spasm around him.

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Holly sees the tears in her eyes and he frowns, whining softly. He carefully wipes them away.

Cross groans softly and his dicks start to swell up some.

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Jayda's eyes fluttered open a bit at Holly's careful touch. Her eyes were cloudy with bliss and content, an indication that she was most likely fine. She whined softly when Cross began the process of breeding her, a very weak moan slipping out of her.

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Holly smiles a little bit and just carefully pets her head.

Cross holds her tightly as he slowly starts to push a large egg into her

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Jayda bit her lip, reaching blindly for one of Cross's hands. They were large enough to engulf one of her's, but what she wanted was just to hold one of them. It would take a few extra seconds for Cross to ease the first large egg into her already heavy womb due to its size. It had a higher chance of temporarily getting stuck, too.

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Cross sees her hand and grabs it, holding onto it. He grunts as he watches, waiting for the egg to go into her womb and settle.

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Queen let out a soft whine when the egg finally slipped through. It took it a second to completely settle among the other eggs, the smooth roundness causing a familiar bump to form. Queen gently pressed the lamia's large hand against her stomach, looking up at him wordlessly.

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Cross smiles widely and seems to try and determine if he could possibly fit another egg into her. He didn't want to hurt her at all.

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Surprisingly, he might be able to. It would further limit movement on her part, but he could fit a second one in.

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Cross decided to do it and held her hand tightly as he got ready to push another egg into her.

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Queen leaned into Holly's gentle pets a bit, soothed by the gentle touches. It was mostly because she was basking in an afterglow that was being a little by Cross starting to push a second egg into her. She was almost positive that his clutch was way bigger than that, but she knew she couldn't fit more than two of his eggs right then thanks to Holly.

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Cross just focused on pushing the second egg into her, holding her hand still.

Holly smiles softly at her and keeps softly petting her.

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It would probably not register with Cross right away, but her walls were actually fluttering and squeezing around him as he was pushing the egg into her. The aphrodisiac still in her was causing her overly sensitive walls to perceive an immense amount of pleasure that had her whimpering out soft little moans each time the egg made progress. It wasn't until it finally slipped in that she had an unexpected orgasm.

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Cross was a little bit surprised that she had orgasmed but he smiled. He was glad that it was pleasurable to her.

Holly was a little surprised too and slightly jealous that Cross had made her orgasm.

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Queen just let out a tired, weak little noise and leaned back against Holly once it was done. Her body needed time to finish adjusting and preparing, which meant she needed to rest. Good thing her two lamias were one hundred percent about to pamper the fuck out of her.

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Cross pulled out of her and moved so he was kind of near Holly. They both moved so that they were wrapped around her softly. She was on the inside, Holly in the middle, and Cross on the outside because his tail was big enough to wrap around both of them.

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Queen fell asleep almost immediately, her head tucked under Holly's chin as she settled down. They made things insanely comfortable for her.

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Both Holly and Cross closed their eyes and they both eventually fell asleep.

Chapter 7 Summary:

Rp Pages 61-73 out of 73
Slightly edited roleplay log

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

The small baby that was Blue was having a small tantrum, crying because he was hungry. Black was laying next to him and was a bit upset because Blue was upset.

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Dr. Hall rubbed the bridge of her nose before putting on her glasses. She was dressed in actual casual clothes, a simple blouse and jeans rather than her usual sweaters and lab coats. The doctor had brought them food, but it was tough getting Blue to stop throwing a fit. Soil wasn't much help with that, either.

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Reme couldn't help with them at the moment because Error had become really clingy and he was currently wrapped around her.

Blue kept having a tantrum and after a minute, Black started to cry too. The two of them had been a bit difficult to deal with, but at least they were usually quiet at night.

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Dr. Hall withstood the noise patiently, reaching in to scoop the two small lamias up so she could soothe them. She couldn't feed them when they were being so fussy.

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Black pretty quickly stopped crying once she picked them up but Blue was still having a full force tantrum

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Cradling Black in one arm, she focused on Blue. Gently lifting the upset lamia up, she pressed a gentle kiss to his face as she murmured something in her native tongue. Whenever the doctor reverted to her first language, her voice smoothed out and carried a sweetened tone, almost like a mother's voice.

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Blue's tantrum was paused for a few moments when she kissed his face. He just makes a whine back at her and sniffles.

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"I'm about to feed you," Dr. Hall murmured in English. "Please settle down now, Blue. It's quite early in the morning...."

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Blue just kept whining and bit at her hands. At least he wasn't full on crying anymore

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Dr. Hall gently shushed Blue, retrieving some of the food so she could offer it to him. Anything to get him to settle down.

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Blue was still fussy but he did see the food and reached for it. Black also looked at the food and whined softly.

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Dr. Hall let Blue take his food first before offering some to Black as well. She was smiling softly at them, the look genuine and kind.

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Blue eats, making very soft growls as he did. Black took the food and just quietly ate it.

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Dr. Hall gave a soft sigh, watching as the two lamias ate. At least they weren't throwing temper tantrums now.

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Blue pretty quickly finished eating and he looked up at her. Black took his time to eat his food

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It wasn't often that you could find a vampire that was a cuddlebug. It was partially due to the fact that she was carrying Reaper's clutch, but she really was a cuddler without all the weird pregnancy hormones she'd never gone through before in her life.

Kym softly nuzzled her face against Reaper's clavicle, settling further into the warmth of his grasp and the blankets around them. She liked listening to his breathing, slow and steady in his sleep. It was...

Relaxing. Kym nosed her way up to the crook of his neck, where she pressed her lips softly to one of the vertebrae in a gentle little kiss of affection before resuming her sleepy cuddling. The vampire didn't want to get up; she'd stay right there with Reaper, cocooned in the warmth of him and the blankets, for the rest of her life if she could have done so. Her hands shifted over his broad back before settling again, hands slightly gripping the black t-shirt he wore. She wore another one of his shirts, too, which effectively smothered her further in his scent.

It didn't stop him from being able to pick up on her sweet scent, though.

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Reaper was completely happy with being able to hold and cuddle Kym. He has his tail partially wrapped around her and he was holding her securely but not too tightly. He was purring and his tongue would flick out of his mouth every so often.

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Kym smiled against the bones of his neck as she felt his chest rumble with each purr. She actually quite enjoyed his voice, especially when he had just woken up. She didn't have a voice kink like Rook, but she could appreciate the deep huskiness of a just-woke-up voice. They'd been punning around earlier before the warmth had lulled them into a pleasant silence, which had been great since she was right up against him. She could feel every laugh vibrate through him like that.

Sleepy, the vampire peeked up at Reaper. She could feel tired, but she often couldn't sleep unless it was sometime during the day. Nocturnal, after all.

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Reaper had his eyes closed but he wasn't sleeping. He was just happily cuddling and was just taking in her scent every so often. He looked peaceful and cute. He was actually partially nocturnal as well, being more tired during the day but he would just sleep whenever he wanted to.

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Kym pressed another soft kiss against his bones, this time to his clavicle. She was somewhat hungry, but she didn't want to say anything. She was being particularly careful about kissing around his neck, since the vertebrae of his spine were so sensitive. As much as she enjoyed teasing Reaper, she didn't want to rile him up right then. Hopefully.

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Reaper purrs a little louder, the sound rumbling in his chest and throat. He moves his head subtly, letting her kiss around his neck more.

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Kym smiled a little into his clavicle, nuzzling his neck softly before placing another kiss to one of the vertebrae there. It was affectionate and innocent on her side. Soft kisses to his shoulder, hands, cheekbones, and neck were quite common from her. She could definitely feel the vibrations of his purring now.

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Reaper just let her, fully enjoying the affection from her. He tried not to act like it when around the other lamias but he was a total cuddle bug.

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Kym made a very soft, trill-like noise in the back of her throat as she pressed another kiss against his throat. "Reaper..." she mumbled into his neck, her voice just barely there through her sleepiness. "Am I keeping you from napping?" The vampire almost never failed to figure out when he was awake; he'd been able to trick her once or twice, but that was about it. He'd joked earlier that he was gonna fall asleep again, too.

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Reaper opens one eye and looks down at her. He shakes his head softly but he obviously had a tired look in his eye. He didn't mind skipping a nap to cuddle with her though.

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Kym didn't seem at all convinced by that shake of his head. She met his eyelight with as much sternness as she could, which wasn't very much. "Are you sure? You look so tired," she mumbled to the lamia. Kym lifted one hand, gently cupping his cheekbone as she looked up at him. "If I'm keeping you awake, all you have to do is say something, love..." Hush, he wants to cuddle with you.

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Reaper shakes his head gently again "No, I want you to stay here and cuddle." He reinforced the statement by tightening his arms and tail around her a little bit.

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Kym grumbled softly at him. "But you need sleep.." She muttered to him in protest. She was happy that he was still cuddling her, though. It warmed her soul.

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Reaper shrugs softly and nuzzles her gently. He made sure to take a deep breath of her scent as he nuzzled her.

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Kym huffed softly at his stubbornness, pressing another kiss to his neck. She wasn't quite as careful this time, though.

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Reaper just stayed like that, smiling softly as he just waited a little to see what she would do.

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Eventually, she got irritated enough by it that she actually bit down on his clavicle. Fangs and all. She didn't pierce anything, but it was hard enough for him to feel it.

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Reaper actually made a surprised squeak-like noise that was honestly kinda cute coming from him.

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Kym let out a low growl, starting to increase the pressure of her bite. His little mate could be dominant at times, too.

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Reaper growls back at her softly, pushing her away a small bit to try and get her to stop biting him

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Kym just growled louder at him, gripping the back of his shirt. She was actually pretty strong, although she often let him win. Seems she was trying to get a point across.

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Reaper just growled louder too, pushing at her a little bit harder but still not very hard

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Kym finally let go, glaring up at him stubbornly. "You need sleep, mister. As much as I love cuddling you, I don't wanna keep you up."

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Reaper looks down at her and pouts softly. "Fine... but we'll cuddle more once I wake up"

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Kym smiled after a moment, amused. She pressed a soft little kiss to his clavicle before she gave the spot she'd bitten a teasing lick of apology. "Of course, Reaper. Now go get some sleep."

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Reaper smiles softly and gives her a small kiss. He nods, "Yeah yeah, I'll sleep."

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Kym settled down, watching him sleepily. She'd go get blood once he had gone to sleep.

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Reaper lets go of her and gets all curled up and comfy, closing his eyes

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Kym just closed her eyes, figuring she'd rest them for a minute. She ended up falling asleep, though.

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Reaper fell asleep too and he snored softly. He tended to snore every once in a while and it was kinda cute.

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At some point, Kym woke up and fed herself before curling back up in bed with a sleeping Reaper. She did snuggle close to him once she was sure he was in a deep sleep.

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Reaper slept for a while and he slept peacefully. When he woke up, he noticed her and smiled softly.

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Kym stirred from her daze when she felt his jaw shift slightly to soften his usual permanent grin. She peered up at him, mumbling, "How did you sleep?"

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Reaper nuzzled her softly before answering "I slept good. Now we can cuddle more."

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Kym giggled softly at him, nuzzling his neck before breathing in his scent. "If you're good, I'll give you a treat..." She mumbled to him. Treats for him usually meant milk.

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Reaper smiles and just nods. He wraps his arms around her and starts to purr

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Kym tucked herself into his embrace, one leg settling on his hip to pull him closer. She seriously enjoyed listening to him purr.

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Reaper let her move and get comfortable. He smiled and looks at her, still purring

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He could see her fangs peeking out from below her upper lip, an indication that she had fed pretty recently. They sometimes took a while to recede when she went without food for extended periods of time.

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Reaper just stared at her mouth for a few moments before looking at the rest of her

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Kym had one arm tucked gently around herself, her hand resting gently over her stomach. She was very clearly carrying his clutch, and she looked good while doing it too. She still had the same soft skin that always healed up as if nothing had ever happened, and plush curves that hid an underlying strength.

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Reaper just admired her for a few minutes, staring at her stomach some too. He started to purr louder, being pretty happy at the moment

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He'd probably be even happier once she let him have his treat. For now, she would remain curled up next to him.

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Reaper just stayed there and continued to purr, being content with cuddling her

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Kym eventually began to place soft kisses against his clavicle and neck once more, showing Reaper constant, gentle affection.

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Reaper keeps purring and he pulled her closer to himself, squishing her a little but not enough to hurt her

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Well, there was a small amount of discomfort, but that was mainly because her chest was rather tender. Giving Reaper treats tended to make her embarrassed, but the unusual sensitivity made it pretty worth it for him.

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Reaper just continued to purr and he looked down at her

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Kym glanced up at him, her discomfort fading a little when she smiled at him.

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Reaper smiled back at her and he moves softly

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Kym let out a quiet little noise when he moved, blushing very faintly. Yup, definitely sensitive. She couldn't help it, though.

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Reaper smirks a little bit and moves a bit more

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Her hands grasped at his shirt as Kym looked up at him. She was biting her lip softly, trying to not squirm from the sensitivity.

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Reaper keeps smirking and just presses close to her, wrapping his tail around her

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Kym whined when he pressed closer, squirming ever so slightly within his coils. "Nn.. Reaper, you'd better behave or else I won't give you your treat." Hush vampire lady, he's trying to get his treat.

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Reaper gives her a quick kiss before moving her. He holds her against his chest

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Kym just blushed, squirming slightly in discomfort as her chest was pressed against his ribcage. Help the poor vampire lady, her body isn't used to this pregnancy shit.

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Reaper turns her so she could be more comfortable. He just purrs and relaxes

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Kym settled down after a moment, snuggling further into his arms in content.

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Reaper purrs loudly and loosely keeps his arms wrapped around her. He rested one hand on her stomach

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Kym smiled softly, placing one hand over his. He was amusing whenever he held, rubbed, or nuzzled her stomach. "Good boy."

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Reaper just smiled and continued to purr. He starts to softly rub her stomach

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Kym giggled quietly, enjoying the feeling of his phalange. Reaper was wise and kind of quiet, but he was a sweetheart. Well, either that or sassy.

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Reaper just smiles and softly closes his eyes, still rubbing her stomach slightly.

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Rook just grumbles quietly at Classic, burying her face into the fur lining of the hoodie covering her. It was one of his hoodies, because it was oversized and smelled like him. Currently, she was being stubborn and refused to move an inch for the food Classic had brought her. It was actual food, of course, but she hadn't refused food before.

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Classic whines softly when he notices she wasn't eating "What's wrong?" He asks and moves close to her

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Rook peeked at him after a moment, mumbling softly at him, "My soul hurts.." That and she wasn't hungry. It was an ache more than a pain, like her soul wanted something but couldn't put it into words.

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Classic frowns softly and gently puts his hand on her forehead, just checking if she might be sick.

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Her skin was at a normal temperature for now. She leaned into his hand, though, seeming to settle a bit at his touch.

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Classic moved close and wrapped his tail around her carefully

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Rook shifted, immediately nuzzling her face into his neck. Her soul thrummed a bit, still aching but appearing to settle a tiny bit.

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Classic gladly just let her rest against him, hoping that it would make her feel better

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After a moment, Rook started placing soft kisses against his neck. It was an affectionate gesture, but there was a very faint trace of desire lingering somewhere there.

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After a moment, Rook started placing soft kisses against his neck. It was an affectionate gesture, but there was a very faint trace of desire lingering somewhere there.

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Classic made a slightly startled noise but he didn't try to stop her or anything.

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Rook just continued to kiss softly at the vertebrae, occasionally pressing a slightly harder kiss against one. She was going to end up testing his patience.

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Classic started to softly purr from the feeling of the kisses

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As soon as he started purring, the kisses trailed up and down between his neck and clavicles. They were soft, and she was brushing them over the bone so lightly that it was kind of distracting.

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Classic purrs slightly louder and he moves a bit so she could continue

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Rook dipped her head lower for a moment before lifting her head to nip softly at his lower jaw while he was distracted by her kisses.

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Classic makes another startled noise but he moves and lets her

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Rook returned to her previous soft kisses, although when she returned to his clavicles, she started biting at those, too.

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Classic groans softly and gladly lets her, moving his head to give her more room

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Rook purred quietly, biting a little harder and trailing them up to his neck. She was trying to see if she could rile him up.

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Classic had started to blush and he was still purring

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Rook bites down for a moment before giving the spot she'd bitten a small lick. After that, she pulled back a bit to look up at him.

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Classic purrs a bit louder when she does that. He glances back down at her, blushing

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Rook whined at him, biting softly at his neck again. She was looking for a particularly sensitive spot, something that would get him to do something himself.

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Classic just lets her. It took a few tries for her to find it, but when she did he couldn't help but moan

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Rook began to bite and suck at that spot, her knees slightly pressing into his hips. Her hands explored their way under his sweater, making their way up to his sensitive rib cage.

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Classic was unprepared for it and he let out a small whine. He wrapped his tail around her tightly and pulled her closer though

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Rook let out a slightly shaky gasp as he pulled her close before beginning to harshly suck at the spot she'd been teasing. Her hands found his ribs, rubbing them softly.

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Classic moans and he starts to put his hands under her shirt

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Rook shuddered softly, running the pads of her fingers over the underside of his ribs. She continued biting and sucking at his neck.

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Classic reaches up and softly squeezes her breasts

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"Nnnh~" Rook mewled quietly, having stopped biting him in favor of nuzzling his neck. Her fingers were searching for sensitive spots on his ribcage, pausing briefly at the shock of pleasure.

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Classic smirks and gently squeezes her breasts again

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Rook moaned, starting to rub some of his ribs a little harder.

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Classic groans softly as she rubs harder

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Rook exhaled shakily, arching her back a bit to push her breasts further into his hands. "Please..."

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Classic smirks more and squeezes her breasts a bit harder

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Rook moaned again, squirming a little from how sensitive she was. "Sans.." She whined at him.

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Classic used his other hand to make her look at him and he smiled

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Rook met his eyelights, her cheeks flushed a soft pink due to his touch. She bit her lip softly, moving her hands from his ribs to the hem of her shirt.

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Classic purrs and leaned closer, kissing her on the lips for a few moments

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Rook kissed back happily, fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt.

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Classic pulls away and smiles

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Seeming a bit content, she returned the smile before removing her shirt. With a large amount of shyness and embarrassment, of course.

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Classic just smirks and watches her, blushing a bit

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Obviously, she'd grown a bit. That was mostly due to the clutch. Rook just quietly averted her eyes once she had removed her shirt, looking quite shy.

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Classic smiles and looks at her stomach with a purr

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Her belly had developed quite nicely, soft and rounded around the clutch she carried for him. Rookjust squirmed a bit, crossing her arms over her chest to hide it.

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Classic leans closer and gently pulls her arms away from her chest

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Rook's face flushed a darker red. She hadn't been wearing a bra, so her breasts were already bare. He could very easily give himself a treat.

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Classic pulls her close and he leans down. He started to nip at her neck softly

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Rook moaned quietly at the soft nipping, enjoying the feeling of his fangs scraping so carefully over her skin. She tilted her head back.

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Classic continued, moving some and started to nip her shoulders

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Rook let out a tiny little gasp at the feeling of his teeth nipping at her skin, squirming a little in anticipation.

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Classic slowly moves down to her breasts

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Rook was watching him desperately at this point, whining - and at times mewling - whenever she felt his teeth grazing over her heated skin. "Please," she breathed out, a hushed little plea.

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Classic purrs louder and just looks up at her "Please what?~ What do you want me to do?~"

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Rook shuddered softly, pouting at the question he posed to get her to beg. "Don't stop," she stated, just barely maintaining a somewhat embarrassed composure. She wanted him to keep teasing her, unwilling to outright state exactly what she wanted him to do.

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Classic just continues, but purposefully was avoiding doing what she wanted.

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Rook bit her lip, settling her hands gently on his skull. "Please... my breasts," she whimpered out.

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Classic smirks softly and moves, softly kissing her breasts

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Rook gave him a soft moan, gazing down at him warmly as she tried to not squirm from her excitement.

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Classic kisses a few more times before he starts to gently nip at her breasts with his fangs

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She moaned in delight the moment she felt his fangs grazing over the sensitive flesh.

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Classic continues to nip at her breasts

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Rook bit her lip, squirming in his coils a little. "More," she whined out.

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Classic looks up at her and just blushes some. He put a hand on her breasts and squeezed a bit

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Rook gave him a soft, encouraging moan in response. She was looking down at him, seeming flustered but excited.

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Classic blushes more and squeezes a bit harder

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Rook mewled again, this time letting her head fall back onto the pillows. She really was quite sensitive.

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Classic was a bit rougher now, nipping harder

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Rook's breathing grew a bit ragged as she moaned, her hips rocking upwards into his unexpectedly.

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Classic makes a small noise but continues with what he was doing

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Rook let out a whimper, desperately wanting him to do more. She rolled her hips into his again.

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Classic rubs his hips back against her slightly

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Rook gave a soft shiver from the vague friction. "Nn..~" She was waiting desperately for him to bite down somewhere, to bite hard enough to mark her skin.

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Classic just purrs and bites a little harder. He also keeps rubbing his hips against her

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Rook moaned at the bite, shifting her hips and shuddering when it increased the amount of friction. She gripped his shoulders a bit, trying to ground herself.

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Classic just continues and purrs loudly

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Rook tugged softly on his hoodie, her back arching a little.

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Classic grunts softly before continuing, biting a bit harder

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Rook was starting to squirm quite a bit due to her arousal, moaning every time he bit down. "Sans, please hurry up and touch me already," she groaned.

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Classic chuckles before using his tail to start rubbing her

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Rook's thighs gave a cute little tremble once he started to rub her, slowly and meticulously reducing her into a flustered mess.

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Classic watched her as she became more and more flustered

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Rook panted, one hand coming up to cover her mouth slightly. She moaned every time he grazed something sensitive, and squirmed whenever he came close to it.

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Classic was obviously teasing her a bit, rubbing around those areas

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Rook eventually broke, pleading to him softly, "Please, don't tease me... Nnn~ I'll be a good girl." Now that was cute. She looked up at him, desperate from how aroused she was.

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Classic smirks and he then rubbed the sensitive area

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Rook let her head fall back with a shaky, almost relieved moan, spreading her legs further apart for him.

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Classic rubs harder and leans, kissing her neck

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Rook turned her head slightly when he started kissing her neck, moaning sweetly.

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Classic just continued to kiss her neck and rub her

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One arm wrapped around his neck as she rocked to rock her hips into his tail. "A-Ah~ Fuck, please bite me," she gasped out.

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Classic decided to do what she wanted and he bit her neck

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Rook gave a hard tremble in reaction, moaning breathily at the feeling of his fangs breaking her skin.

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Classic sink his fangs in all the way and he makes a kind of weird noise. It was a mixture of a possessive growl and a purr.

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Rook moaned a bit more softly after her initial gasp and cry in reaction to his fangs sinking in. She was so goddamn warm, and her soul practically trilled in excitement at him as the mark was made. Rook just blushed and shuddered at the noise he made.

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Classic purrs and kept his teeth in her neck for a minute before he pulled away

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Rook gazed up at him, her expression flushed and needy. She had enjoyed that, and she didn't regret it one bit. A bit of blood trickled from the bite, but that was about it.

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Classic carefully licked the blood off and he smiled as he looked at the mark

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Rook quivered a little below him when he licked away the blood, her hands sliding up under his shirt to rest against his ribcage.

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Classic leans against her a little bit and he just purrs loudly. He uses his tail to rub against her harder

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Rook panted between moans, her nails digging into his ribs every time he rubbed over her clit. She knew he could make her cum if he kept rubbing against her like that.

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Classic knew that too and he planned to make her cum from just that. He nibbled her neck around his mark

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Rook bit her lip, whimpering from the pleasure as he nibbled at her neck. She was so achingly close now; just a few more hard rubs would send her over the edge.

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Classic keeps nibbling and he rubs her pretty hard

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Rook twisted slightly beneath him, moaning as she finally came. Her nails raked down his ribcage.

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Classic moans softly and he purrs loudly

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Her thighs twitched and trembled from the aftershocks 9f her orgasm, unwilling to release him just yet.

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Classic let her get over her orgasm before he reached a hand down

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Rook tensed a bit in anticipation when his hand slipped downwards.

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Classic just lightly touched her

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Sorry about the abrupt end, but that's just where the rp ends 🤷♀️
I think there is more extra scenes but I'll find those when I go through my DM rps

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Adeleidhis (Guest) on Chapter 6 Wed 24 Jan 2024 06:55PM UTC

You're pretty good at role-playing. I happen to love RPing as well. Would you be interested in an extra RP partner?

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