street fighter oneshots (2023) - dhalsim x e honda

NSFW - HONSIM ; naughty or naughtier

the setting takes place in street fighter 6

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dhalsim teleports back to his apartment to take a shower after shopping for hours looking for the right gifts for his children and husband. he quickly places the bags on the couch and writes the names carefully to easily wrap the presents when he's done washing himself fresh. he entered the bathroom and quickly took off his cowl splits to hop in the shower.

five minutes later, he dried himself quickly as he brushed his teeth and washed his face for the night routine before heading to make the gifts. as he opened the door, he heard footsteps from the living room and decided to take a look at it. he was walking there carefully when he saw a mysterious man standing on the christmas tree.

"busted." dhalsim called as the man dressed for santa claus placed the gifts in the tree. he hushed while getting closer to the yoga master. "don't let the neighbors hear us. after all, it's just edmond honda bringin' the gifts." dhalsim crossed his hands and smiled. "i was supposed to be santa again, you stole that outfit from me? such a naughty man..." edmond took off the fake beard and the hat, caressing his husband's cheeks. "did you sneak on the bags from the couch?" he asked. "nope. i didn't know it was also there, but were you trying to help me out wrapping the presents?"

"i'll place them carefully on the tree. but you know i won't be letting you sneak on them." dhalsim replied as he carried and organized the presents under the tree. "there." he sighed. "as much as i don't like sweets, i'll give you a treat of cookies since you like them, santa." edmond blushed. "i'm not santa claus, dhalsim-kun!" he covers his face as the yoga master giggled. "i know you love it, darling." he smirked as he closes the refrigerator to give him a cookie. "come on, you deserve a treat for letting me place the presents." the sumo wrestler chef sighed and took it. "in return you'll have to kiss me before you try to taste the sweets." dhalsim smiled. "don't worry." he kissed edmond in the lips. "you already have my kiss."

dhalsim placed his hands onto honda's chest, unbuttoning them while holding the top scars gently. "i wanted to know how's like having sex with you dressed up as santa, darling." edmond smirked and took off dhalsim's towel to the floor. "i have no beard, dhalsim-kun.." he whispered. "that's all right." dhalsim ensured. "you don't need that anyways. all i need is your comfort." dhalsim took off honda's pants as they pushed each other on the couch. the sumo wrestler chef sits down while dhalsim goes on top of his belly. "you're so hot, edmond..." the yoga master recalled as they started to cross their legs and begin to frot on each other's pussies.

"such soft underwear, edmond.. too bad i'll make it wet when i cum." the yoga master smirked and took a glance at honda's face, moving his body on the small tip. "you're so pretty that i could tell you're getting naughtier, darling.." dhalsim blushed and closed his eyes as he mewled. "i'll keep on until i cum..."

the sumo wrestler chef bites his lips and presses dhalsim's chests circularly over his nipples. rasping for his breath, the yoga master couldn't stop moving his pussy while getting faster. "dhalsim-kun, feel me.." he moaned while gripping his husband's chest. "you're so cute... ya need my lips on your body?" dhalsim smiled as he caressed his face. "come closer." he responded. scissoring continues and the sumo wrestler chef began to kiss dhalsim's nipples. he gently grabs them and kept frotting his pussy onto him. "such a good santa... that sumo wrestler knows how to kiss my tits, how naughty..." the yoga master moaned as he gently kept pressing edmond's cheeks.