honsim november (2023) - dhalsim x e honda

HONSIM ; striptease

the setting takes place in street fighter 6

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the sumo wrestler kept brushing his hair with his fingers after sitting down on his bed. he was already ready for a party with the classic 8 along with cammy and deejay for a major celebration in chinatown. it was a close friend's late birthday party and edmond didn't know why he had to go, but he didn't want to upset chun-li and zangief for a hangout while dhalsim finished his yoga session... or at least he thought he was.

the sumo wrestler pressed his perfume and looked at himself in the mirror, checking his kumadori makeup twice. "good. i look handsome.." he added and winked softly. "i'm ready to go."

he felt a vibration from his phone, picking up as he answered his call. "hello? edomon speaking to you." the sumo wrestler finds his car keys while bringing extra money in case he has to buy any missing beverages for the party. "you're done with the session? good, good... i'm already ready for the party that miss chun-li invited me to. if you wanna come over, i'll be waiting for you as always, dhalsim-kun." he heard his husband's voice as he listened to so many questions. "the children are coming to the party too. aren't they staying over with sanjo's friends? as long as datta and anisk have no problems with their studies." he sighed as he sat on the bed yet again to wait for dhalsim to get ready.

"but seriously, i think i found a perfect solution to let go of your impatience, my darling." the yoga master cooed as he placed his phone on the bathroom counter. "what?! what do you mean impatience?" edmond asked, but there was no response. "hello? dhalsim!" dhalsim giggled as he opened the creaking door, showing off his towel, looking at his husband's eyes, and winked. "oh.." edmond's eyes widened, ending the phone call as he watched. "you're not wearing that for the party, right?" the sumo wrestler chef asked before dhalsim closed the door. "don't worry, i have better outfits to wear. but one thing you'd like to see before the party as you join my yoga session."

dhalsim took his towel off, showing off his naked body in edmond's eyes. blushing harder as his lips bite, he can already feel his heat, unzipping and unbuttoning himself to the point as he stands up. "oh, dhalsim-kun. making me stay here instead?" he asked as he smiled devilishly. "can i touch them?" dhalsim nodded as he embraced his husband rubbing his nipples. "thought i would like to keep you horny beforehand. i don't think we'll ever last on staying in the party."

"i just think that you're hot, dhalsim-kun. of course, you'll make me horny throughout the party, and you're too good at that. keep it up..~" he bent down his knees as he took aback and opened dhalsim's pussy open, taking the lead. "let me show you what a sumo wrestler's got for a yoga master, hm?" dhalsim blushed as he covered his lips softly. "go ahead, darling. make me cum before the party."

edmond began to kiss dhalsim's vulva lips slowly as he skimmed inside him. with that, the yoga master murmured and began to brush his husband's hair with his fingers. "good, edmond honda... good.. keep it up." as he twisted his tongue, dhalsim moaned and felt himself tickled by edmond's licking. the sumo wrestler chef kept kissing it with a good thrust, rubbing the tip circularly with his thumb. "mmh..."

"f-fuck... keep going, darling..." dhalsim kept moaning while brushing edmond's hair, gently when he felt his pussy already getting wet, only for the sumo wrestler chef to eat it up while thrusting inside him.