I grin and all of us head back to our room to wait until the washer is done. Three hours later, and I'm squirming on the bed, trying not to let loose the flood. Tulip chuckles. "Well, you look distracted. Anything wrong?" I grit my teeth. "Hush. That's one point to me." Tulip sighs. "Damn." Avia grins. "One to me, pet." Tulip smirks. "Score's even." I groan. "The laundry is done. Why didn't we just get to the circlejerk?" Avia grins. "We will. Shirts off everyone. As the rules go." I slip out of my shirt easily, and watch as Tulip shimmies out of hers, revealing C-cups, and also the fact that she's not wearing a bra. She winces. "I'm used to my dresses and hoodie. They have built in bras. I grin. "That explains the wardrobe." Then I yelp as another tremor wracks my body, and I have to concentrate. Avia grumbles. "Of course you're bigger." She shrugs off her shirt to reveal B-cups, but she has a bra on. I grin. "Cute." Avia glances at me. "No jealousy?" I grin. "Nah. I'm still a better titfuck than you two, cuz I can vibrate my thorax and make it feel real good." Avia smirks. "I'll test that later." I squirm. "Alright, move. I gotta pee, and I'd rather sleep in a clean bed tonight." 2 hours later, we've all changed for bed, the washer is running smoothly, and we've been sated. I bite Tulip's neck one last time and take a final swallow. She moans softly, and as soon as I extract my teeth from her neck, she snuggles into me. Avia does the same. I reseal Tulip's neck and drift into blissful sleep.
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Flaming cocoon, Or, How I learned to break free of my shell
RomanceMöghphth This is a side project while I bypass writers block on Clockwork Hearts. Cover is a placeholder, unless people would like to draw Cosmia fanart. Watermark is in the picture for anyone looking for the artist. It's also technically post apoca...
