(Huniepop x OC) He's Him and I'm Me

Sour Taste

   "C'mon, Fruitcake. The house won't be empty for long." Bailey led Aiko to her room, making sure that her cat or dogs weren't there, before closing it and going in the closet. The professor took a minute to admire how large the room was. A king-size bed in the corner with a desktop computer on a desk was across from it. There were three monitors on the L-shaped desk and even a flatscreen TV that was mounted to the wall. The bookshelf had all sorts of knickknacks that seemed to compliment the homely decor. There was even a mini-fridge underneath her desk.

"Wow, you certainly are humble," Aiko teased behind the door. "I was picturing your room to have a bunch of pictures of yourself."

"Nah, all my exes took them," she humored. Her voice was muffled from behind the walk-in closet.

The older woman giggled at the joke before turning away, missing the sight of the hybrid opening the closet. She was wearing a chest binder underneath her fishnet crop top. Her shorts rode up her toned thighs as she slowly crept forward. Her signature red scarf was tight around her neck. As long as she didn't turn her back on Aiko, she wouldn't have to explain her scars.

"So are you gonna slip out of those tights and change?"

Bailey lowly chuckled as she massaged her hands into Aiko's waist, earning a light yip from her. "Eager, aren't you?" she teased. "Hope your camera is ready because you're only seeing this once."

The professor already had her phone out so she flipped the camera around. Bailey dug her thumbs into a certain pressure point on Aiko's back, forcing the professor to bite her lip to hold in a moan. The hybrid bent down to rub her cheek on Aiko's midriff.

"Hm. This is a good shot," she muttered. Her gloved hands interlaced with Aiko's to take away the phone. The way fingers crawled against her skin sent shivers all over the professor. She lifted up Aiko's shirt just a bit. Bailey took the first picture. A sly sneer plastered on her face. "Normally I charge around fifteen a shot, buuuutt I can give three for free."

"Damn, that's pretty good." She put her hand on Bailey's arm to pull away. "C-Can I get one of you on the bed?"

"As you request." Her warmth left Aiko as she pulled away. She flipped around and got some pillows behind her. With her right hand, Bailey pulled up her top to prepare a nipple tease while her left slipped her shorts down her pelvis. Her stomach was toned and lean, much like the rest of her body. "How's this shot, Fruitcake?" Her head was down so her bangs only covered one of her eyes.

"Wow. You're a natural at this. No wonder you model." Aiko's hand rubbed her own stomach where it longed for Bailey's touch. She didn't think the hybrid would immediately hit the weak spot in her back right away. The last guy she slept with didn't joke or prod around like Bailey. "Do you take nude shots? Maybe I can buy one of your published works."

"Nah," Bailey answered. "I just have a lot of fan content. Sit on the edge for a minute." She got off the bed and faced Aiko, who was now sitting on the edge while Bailey got on her knees. She grasped Aiko's thighs as she teased her tongue out.

———

Ben sighed as he sat with Lola at the rooftop lounge, still trying to explain to her the situation with Bailey.

"So that time when you went to her 'concert' was actually a family get-together?"

The player nodded. "Yeah."

"And that the founder of Lycan Productions if your grandfather, making you...?"

"A team leader in the graphics department."