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Owen sat on her bed wearing a crop top and a miniskirt, a pillow resting on his lap.
Scott sat in an armchair across from Owen, "Let me get this straight, you want to go out with my younger brother?"
"Yes. Good Gods star is attractive! Their hair is just stunning! And star's hands! I won't traumatise you with what I want those hands to do to me," She rolled her eyes back at the thought.
"Thank you for sparing me the details. So why don't you, I don't know, tell Acho?" Scott asked, hearing a rustle by the door that Owen seemed to have missed.
"Because Acho is so cool and hot and calm and collected! Star is so far out of my league. Star is... well they are like a shooting star and I'm just me, plain old Owen," he sighed.
"Now now, that won't do one bit. I won't have my crush talk badly about themself," Acho walked into the tent, watching Owen's face burn up.
"Scott, you could have mentioned star was there!" She looked down, whimpering when a hand grabbed his chin and made her look up.
"Scott, this is your que to-" Acho started.
"Skedaddle. I'm out. Have fun. Toodles," Scott closed the tent flaps behind him.
"Such a pretty boy," Acho forced Owen to look star in the eyes, "You are going to be good and do as your told, understood? Do I have your consent to continue?"
"Yes, please yes. I'll be good, I swear!" Owen whimpered as she was pulled off the bed and forced to his knees on the floor.
Acho tapped on Owen's chin, getting the older to open his mouth without any necessary prompting from the dominant party.
"Such a good little girl for me, yeah?" Acho tangled star's hand into Owen's hair, holding his head still.
"Yes Sir. For you Sir," Owen panted, waiting obediently to be told what to do, keeping her mouth open whenever he could.
"That's right, such a quick learner. Now be so good for me and put that mouth to better use than talking or gaping about in front of me. Are you going to be alright with this?"
"Yes Sir, I understand and I am ready."
Without hesitation, Acho commanded Owen to remove star's pants with his teeth, smirking at the gentle noises Owen was making as she did exactly as she was told to do.
A small movement from the Heron was all Acho needed to see exactly how bold the older was, "Such a little attention whore, such slutty underwear my little boy is wearing. I'll have to teach you a good old fashioned lesson then huh? About who you can wear that for?"
Owen's mouth was a bit too full to respond with anything more than a whine, she'd forgotten about the fact that he was wearing that beneath his skirt but he knew who she was allowed to wear it for; Acho and Acho alone, and herself because self confidence is key.
