#bo tiddies

[bodacious-bichette]

Ooh-la-la❤️‍🔥🥰❤️😘

[mhk-87]

You can admire it endlessly!

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[boimann]

Hey look what I found while scrolling through my old stuff

(Y’all see what I mean when I say that I used to draw people like this)

[degenerate-otaku]

*trips and this falls out of my pocket*

Oh my goodness who dropped that???? Freak.

[bodacious-bichette]

Our BoBo❤️❤️

[beskar33]

Me during the day: um, I can do it myself, I'm grown😒

Me at night: cyar'ika🥺can you hold me like a baby and snuggle me 🥺💕

[mhk-87]

You can admire it endlessly!

(^_^)

[ijobcom]

Jetez-y un œil

[purpleflameb0i]

My binder doesn't bind my chest all the way (because my chest is pretty big), so now I got moobies

[imsinenomine]

Olivia d'Abo in Bolero (1984) - 6/6

[bodacious-bichette]

Your morning Bo❤️

[tom-foolery-incorporated]

hello there! I just read a headcanons about the slashers s/o breastfeeding their baby and i need some smutty thing about breast milk😫

Could you do the Sinclair brothers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer and Brahms Heelshire drinking their s/o breasy milk? Please i'm begging😭🙏

Anyways, thanks if you do and feel free to ignore that request if you don't feel comfortable with it, bye💋

Your slasher finds out about the infinite food glitch

NSFW MDNI, 18+ Brahms Heelshire, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair x reader (separate), mommy kink mentioned, breeding kink, lactating without pregnancy, lactation kink, titty sucking, breast worship, racially ambiguous, AFAB reader, relatively gender neutral (if you don't mind being called mommy), pretty short

Brahms

Absolutely found out you could lactate the first time you two had sex

He was on your tiddies the second your shirt came off

The way your breasts leaked sweet nectar into his mouth almost made him cum

Brahms becomes obsessed with your breasts more than he usually would

The mommy kink on this man-

Has 100% begged for your milk before

On more than one occasion you've rewarded him for being good by jacking him off while he sucks on your breasts

Call him a good boy while he does so

You'll have to pull him off because he does not care if you get overstimulated or your nipples get sore

You've got milk and Brahms is going to take as much as he can

Thomas Hewitt

This man already has a breeding kink but feeling your milk in his mouth really woke something up within him

He found you with your shirt wet from your tits leaking through the thin material

Thomas was mostly enamored with the sight of your breasts through a wet shirt but when you explained that the material became damp not through water but from your own milk-

⚠ Hucow kink discovered

His big hands are all over your breasts more than ever

Thomas loves the idea of taking you into the barn and making you bend over on your hands and knees so he can milk you like a cow

Vincent Sinclair

He found out about your lactating when you joked about making a mold out of your breasts

Vincent honestly loved the idea of having a wax mold of your boobies in his studio

During the process of putting your breasts in the silicone mold, you started leaking

The sight stopped Vincent in his tracks

He really had a moment of self discovery seeing your milk filled tits leaking right in front of him

Vincent went ahead and look handfuls of your breasts, rolling the flesh under his palm and pinching at your nipples to make you spray more milk

The silicone mold ended up abandoned with Vincent more focused on milking you dry while you squeezed around his cock

Bo Sinclair

Bo loves seeing your pretty tits all sore from him biting and loving on them

Bo has nipple clamps for you that he likes to tug on to see you squirm and leak for him

If your breasts are big enough, this man will 100% make you drink your own milk

He loves to pull on your nipples and watch them leak as he abuses your breasts

Bo will come up behind you to cop a feel whenever you're doing something

He'll sometimes give you a purple nurple just to see you squirt milk then get all embarrassed/angry at him

Bonus points if he makes you squirt through your shirt

What's better than seeing your tits through your wet shirt? Knowing it's from you leaking your own milk because Bo can't keep his hands to himself

Fingers you while he sucks on your breasts

Just having you lay back while he hold you and makes you leak from not only pussy but from your breasts as well sends this man to heaven

Lester Sinclair

How far can you squirt?

Lester was mostly interested with how far you can launch your milk at first

However seeing your tits all heavy and sore and needing to be milked makes his dick throb

Absolutely loves to suck on your titties

Lester can control himself and is fairly gentlemanly but seeing your milk leak through your shirt does something to him

All he wants to do is have you ride him until his dick is sore while he sucks on your tits

During sex, he likes to tug and pull on your nipples to see your milk squirt all over you then lick it up

He has definitely thought about putting a baby in you to get you to make some more of that delicious milk for him

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba's favorite position is to have you sit on his lap and ride him while he sucks on your titties

Absolutely quells his oral fixation

There is also a sort of nurturing aspect to it that Bubba loves

You're taking care of him in more ways than one

Bubba also goes to you for comfort as well

He just loves the sight of your breasts and the taste of them and everything about them

Just having your nipple in his mouth is so soothing

Tell him how loved he is and how much he does for the family while he sucks the milk from your titties

Bonus points if you warm his cock while he does so

Bubba also loves to massage your breasts for you whenever they get sore

Just lay down and let him rub and milk you

He can't just let you take care of him all the time!

[gandalfspinkwig]

HOW SLASHERS WOULD REACT TO WALKING IN ON YOU CHANGING (IF Y'ALL WERE FRIENDLY. SOMEHOW.)

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SUMMARY: Reactions from certain slashers if they walked in you whilst you were changing. If you're friendly. Somehow.

PAIRINGS: Various!Slashers x AFAB!Reader

AUTHOR'S NOTES: Includes OG!Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Bo Sinclair, Vincent Sinclair, Otis B. Driftwood, Norman Bates, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Brown Hewitt, Billy Lenz, Carrie White, Tiffany Valentine, Chucky, Freddy Krueger, Nubbins Sawyer, Chop Top Sawyer, Lester Sinclair and RZ!Michael Myers.

WARNINGS: Nudity, Mummy and Daddy Kink, Some of the slashers being pervs (*cough cough* Freddy *cough cough*), Fembodied!Reader, Reader is a teenager in Carrie's part otherwise they are an adult in the others etc.

OG!MICHAEL MYERS

Stands there.

Looks you up and down.

Nods and then leaves.

JASON VOORHEES

This precious, sweet little baby

Stands there. Flustered under his mask.

Turns and leaves. Bless his heart.

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE

Stares. He's typically obsessed with his S/O.

Tiddies.

Probably would call you "mummy".

I mean, he's seen you in the walls.

Wall gremlin.

Would hug you and bury his face in your tits.

House train him y'all.

BILLY LOOMIS + STU MACHER

Billy looks you up and down and smirks teasingly.

Stu, on the other hand, walks in and then walks out.

If it's both of the boys, they both grin.

BO SINCLAIR

Stares. Smirks teasingly.

Leans against the doorframe and watches you.

"Don't mind me, darlin'" is all he says.

VINCENT SINCLAIR

Stares.

Stands neutrally and just stares.

He's baby.

OTIS B. DRIFTWOOD

It's definitely no accident that Otis walks in on you.

If it is an accident, he just walks past you and does whatever he's doing in your shared room.

He looks you up and down and says "Nice tits,".

NORMAN BATES

Confused. He's so precious and innocent about it.

His 'Mother' personality is screaming at him to get out.

Leaves and apologises profusely.

BUBBA SAWYER

Makes confused Bubba noises.

Drayton didn't teach him about a situation like this.

Throws you his apron to cover you up with, whilst covering his eyes.

THOMAS BROWN HEWITT

This beautiful gentleman.

Would stare for a few moments before averting his eyes.

He closes the door so Hoyt doesn't see you.

BILLY LENZ

This attic goblin.

Has probably seen you naked when he's watched you.

Would probably lick his lips.

Stares. 100000% stares.

CARRIE WHITE

It's a complete accident. This sweet girl.

You're probably her only friend ngl

Covers her eyes and runs out, closing the door behind her.

TIFFANY VALENTINE + CHUCKY

Tiffany is probably super polite about it. She just stands and talks to you as you change. She gives input on your outfit.

Chucky, on the other hand, looks you up and down, smirking. Probably makes some lewd comment.

Tiffany hits Chucky on the back of the head for that.

FREDDY KRUEGER

Somehow, he manages to get out of your dreams into the real world.

He looks you up and down, making some lewd comment, and flirts with you.

Leaves after you throw your slipper at him.

NUBBINS SAWYER

HE'S ALIVE IN THIS Y'ALL.

Grabs his camera and takes a picture of you.

Keeps it in his little fur pouch thing he has in the gif.

CHOP TOP SAWYER

He just wanted to show you a new album that he definitely didn't steal.

Stares, waving the record in his hand. Looks you up and down.

He just walks in and continues talking about the album.

LESTER SINCLAIR

Accidentally walks in and profusely apologises and runs out.

He accidentally runs into the door, knocking his hat off his head.

Apologises a million times, closing the door behind him.

RZ!MICHAEL MYERS

Unlike OG!Michael, RZ!Michael takes time to look at you up and down, examining your body.

Hugs you. For some reason.

Pokes your breasts. Tilts his head.

Leaves.

[d3vonss]

If Rafayel’s new banner wasn’t enough proof of Big Tiddy Rafa, then take a look at this-

he has boobs. and they BOUNCE. boing boing boing.

…if you need a bra you can just ask-

[bucknastysbabe]

IGHT THIS IS GONNA BE FOR YOUR BINGO POST !! 🩷🩷and you can throw this in the garbage is it ain't to your standards 🤪 but I'm thinking: Aegon ii x Bethroned! Reader-- LITTLE AGNST , FLUFF, SMUT (maybe if you want to) (Arranged Marriage) where Alicent has gotten extremely tired of options with what she can do to keep Aegon in line from committing more atrocious acts that she and Otto decided it was best to not only have a noble that is the complete opposite of him --keep him in line but to also form relations with against the blacks since (readers family) contains good army and weaponry.

Aegon is not fond of this marriage but changes his mind when he sees (reader) for the first time.

YENI YENI BO BENI!!!! I loved this w my whole heart and had tons of fun, so refreshing! We got a little angst, plenty of fluff, and some devious smut😏 I’m so glad you sent the ask, enjoy mwah mwah mwah!!!!

AU Bingo - Arranged Marriage - Aegon II

Rating: Mature, explicit at the end.

Tags: Arranged marriage, douche Aegon falls in LOVE, Redwyne!reader, Cringefail baby Aeg and his shifty family dynamics, TW: verbal abuse, Aegon’s derogatory thinking, non-descript throwing up, fluffity fluff fluff, big tiddy Arbor gf, soft kissing, a little groping, cumming in pants, clitoral orgasm, crying erotically, oh it’s happily ever after tonite, Aemond and Criston stay being done w Aegon

In the dimly lit council chamber, Lord Hand Otto Hightower and Queen Alicent pondered over a map of Westeros. A bottle of wine was split between the pair, something to dull the utter stress that was marrying their eldest. He had already refused Helaena and succeeded by torturing enough bugs. Or that the heir walled himself up in a whorehouse surrounded by gold cloaks until Ser Criston announced that Prince Aemond would wed the princess.

Outside the whorehouse.

Aegon’s antics had worsened as he grew older with no ‘ball and chain’, so to speak. Otto sighed, “I fear we have no more choices left,” his long fingers curled tighter around the golden cup, “Not a house with enough power, that isn’t already pledged to Rhaenyra.

Alicent wanted to scream. She grabbed the bottle of wine and went to pour. Then stopped suddenly, brown eyes searching up at her father. The queen asked, “Say, what about the Redwynes? They have money, daughters, and that precious fleet. 200 warships.”

Otto’s once dull eyes gleamed and he smiled pleasantly. He hummed, “Smart, smart girl. Marten has two beautiful maidens from what I’ve heard. The Arbor is always loyal to Oldtown.”

“I’ll send a raven immediately.”

Aegon had begged the maidservant to pull his cock until she had ran off crying. He shrugged and grabbed the bottle of wine, slugging it with no care in the world. Until it was ripped from his greedy lips. The blonde sputtered and water splashed as he met his mother’s disappointed eyes. No surprise there.

Alicent spat, “Do you ever spend your time doing something productive? Aemond’s been in the yard for hours.”

“Aemond’s a stiff cunt.”

Aegon frowned when a hand crossed his cheek. His mother hissed, “You will not speak of your brother like that! Pay attention, there’s news regarding your bachelorhood.” Aegon rolled his eyes and sat up, staring silently, sullen. He knew this was to come but dreaded it every night.

The queen opened a scroll and read off, “I, Lord Marten Redwyne of the Arbor— approve of the betrothal between my eldest and Prince Aegon. Good tidings and we hope to arrive with some ships within a fortnight.”

Aegon giggled, “You’re marrying me to the wine house’s daughter? How fitting.”

Another crack on the cheek. Aegon shut up, tears now stinging his violet eyes. His mother hissed, “She’s from a very powerful, devout, and noble family. That fleet will keep your head on your shoulders when Rhaenyra comes to lop it off. Clean yourself up!”

As she exited the room with a dissatisfied scoff, Aegon felt more tears well up. He suddenly felt very alone and frightened. Gods forbid she can’t stand the sight of him like any other nobility. He wept softly, shaking fingers clinging to his bottle. Funny enough, it was Arbor Red. His favorite.

Aegon busied himself drowning in whores and spirits the weeks, then days, leading up to his betrothed’s arrival. So much so that he hadn’t left the Street of Silk since the announcement. They hadn’t sent Criston out either. He desperately hoped they would magically forget about him here.

The whore sucking his cock hummed softly, Aegon arching a bit into her mouth. He wondered what the girl would look like. Not that it mattered. He closed his eyes and slid a ringed finger into her hair, fucking the whores throat with a soft moan.

As soon as he came, the door flung open. Aegon jerked away from the light pouring in, hissing and cursing the fiend who so dared to interrupt his climax.

Long fingers grabbed his arm and jerked the blonde off the bed into a mess of limbs onto the floor. A familiar voice uttered, “Pathetic.” Oh joyous day, it was Aemond, his knight in shining armor. Aegon whined in annoyance, “You didn’t have to manhandle me like some Yunkish brute!” The younger prince crossed his arms, face impassive.

“You fucking reek. Get your clothes on, it’s time to meet your betrothed.”

Aegon pressed a forefinger and thumb into his pounding eyes, mumbling, “Fine, give me a second.” Aemond hummed in distaste, shifting on his feet. The whore scurried out, the clink of coin hitting her hands from the younger. He shuffled blearily over to where his clothes were last, putting them on haphazardly.

Aegon realized his breeches were on backwards but really couldn’t give a bigger fuck. He needed a drink for this hangover. Aemond barked from behind, “Let’s go! You’re so slow brother.” Aegon cursed him again and followed behind, shuffling. Fear and bile were beginning to rise in his throat.

The ensuing ride on horseback with a lecture from Cole had Aegon throwing up on some poor peasant’s blanket covered in wares. More coin had to be given out from Aemond for that. The heir felt absolutely horrid by the time they had reached the Red Keep.

He remained silent through his mother’s verbal torture, the scrub down and dressing, then left alone in his chambers. Aegon’s headache had died down a bit but he was shaky. He idly got up and stared into the mirror. A haggard, dull eyed face met his own. Aegon thumbed at the red rims and dark bags under his eyes, frowning.

He skimmed a hand down his midsection, growing further despondent at the residual puffiness from overindulging at meals and the drink. Maybe she would see something in him. Probably not, the rumor mill was rampant around Westeros. Aegon was aware there wasn’t much to him but an inherited title, a name, and a dragon.

Ser Criston peeped in the door, brown eyes squinting. He asked, “Are you ready my prince? You look…groomed.” Aegon sighed and followed along the white knight, tremors threatening to overtake his frame. They walked and walked to the throne room, his decrepit father having managed to make it onto the Iron Throne. Some smaller lord was petitioning him and Otto.

Aegon searched the crowds of people, looking for something. He didn’t even know what their coat of arms looked like. Probably burgundy. Wine. He wanted wine so bad. Otto cleared his throat as soon as Aegon joined the retainer of the Targaryens.

The Hand dismissed the lord and peered at Viserys for approval. The king nodded and rasped, “Lords and ladies, we have a grand announcement.” A gasp erupted across the crowd, Aegon curled into himself. Otto boomed, “House Redwyne please come forward!”

The nobility peered at the group of burgundy and blue clad group coming up towards the throne. There were two girls clad in the rich red, one distinctly more gorgeous than the other. She had thick hair elegantly done, soft glowing skin, and pretty eyes. Aegon prayed over and over that she would be the one.

He was so struck with desire all thoughts and whims had flown out the doors. The young woman’s body was shapely— heavy tits pushed up by the dress. Fuck, Aegon might be in love. If that existed. Aemond had pushed him forward, the elder prince realizing they had called his name.

Aegon cleared his throat and walked towards his father and Otto’s intense gaze, eyes glued to the beauty. She was singled out now, family having stayed behind. The lady smiled gently at him, demure and gentle. Aegon held a hand out and took her hand, kissing the soft skin as his grandfather announced the betrothal to the excitement of the people.

Then she was whisked away, Aegon almost crying from the suddenness. Alicent had him back on the sides now, whispering, “You did good son. Don’t ruin her like you do everything else please.”

Aegon swallowed heavily. He didn’t want that either.

They sat together again at dinner. Aegon tried to suppress his urge to gorge and suck down anything alcoholic. She nervously peeked at him, smiling still. He finally leaned closer to the beauty and hummed, “You are the most gorgeous maiden I have laid eyes on. If you ever need anything, please let me know. The Red Keep will swallow anything whole.”

Her eyes widened a bit, pretty hand dropping her fork. The Redwyne girl blushed and demurred, “I’m honored you think so my prince, all I ask of you is to accompany me to the sept and mayhaps around the Keep. Just so I do not get swallowed whole.”

Aegon wanted to screech at the idea of sitting in the cold, domineering sept. But he found himself agreeing enthusiastically, “Yes, yes my dear lady, I’d only be doing my duty to keep my lovely betrothed safe.” Watching her grin and stifle a giggle made the prince’s nausea at being a lovesick buffoon die down.

He walked her to her quarters after the meal, disposing of the delightful vixen at the door with a courtly kiss of the cheek. Too bad the dog Cole was watching with dark eyes behind them. Looming like an angry ghost.

Once back in his own rooms, Aegon sipped on his wine, grinning like the fool. She was perfect. Maybe a bit stuffy and devout, but a ray of goodness in his debauchery laden life. Miserable life. The sweet thing didn’t even coyly bring up his past, like most of the ladies who wanted into the blonde’s bed. He found himself waiting for the morn, eager to walk with her to the Sept.

The family was rightfully surprised at their wily heir becoming the picture of courtly love. Attentive, sober, and kind as he tended to the new additions simple and kind requests. They attended the sept every day, had luncheons in the Godswood, even made it to court for petitions.

Alicent and Otto even visited Aegon to praise him for his good behavior. Which the blonde scoffed and hissed, “It’s not me, it’s the girl. Glad I needed an attachment to garner approval.” Which did not end well but Aegon needn’t care, he had his Redwyne waiting on him afterward.

He wanted the maiden so very bad. But he wasn’t going to ruin the wait. Something about tearing her open with his cock for the first time had Aegon stripping himself raw every night, gasping her name and staining his belly white. Mayhaps he could play with her a bit, but he’d be the good prince for once and keep his manhood tucked away, almost regretfully.

She had tested him a bit as of late. Curling into his frame under the heart tree, holding hands that somehow ended in her lap. Shared sweet little kisses that turned breathless, the lady’s heavy bosom heaving from excitement. She wanted him too, the heady haze in her eyes if they were too close for too long.

Like now for instance. They had supped in the Godswood yet again. After a long and arduous conversation about Aegon’s past. The sweet thing thumbed away his tears and murmured, “I do not judge you, seeking company in a loveless place. We all can be slaves to our vices. I only hope that I may fill that hole in your heart, dearest betrothed.”

Aegon tried not to weep, sniffling a bit. He smiled, lips puffy from biting them, and kissed her ever so gently against the lips. He sighed, “Is it so bad that you may be the best thing that has happened in my dim life?” She stroked his soft curls and simpered, “No, my dear prince, you’ve brightened my days since I’ve come. I was so scared you’d find me unbecoming.”

“Never,” Aegon promised with intense pecks, “Never, I have been struck since I first saw you.” She cried his name softly, throwing silk covered arms around his neck, pressing her soft body to his own. This was the closest they had been, the maiden practically in his lap. Aegon reached a hand around to her lower back for stabilization, the other coming to her cheek to tilt for better access.

She was less experienced as he predicted, but that made the possessive streak in his heart grow tenfold. He would show her, show the sweet nymph the pleasures of touch. All his.

They lapped into each other’s mouth in slow movements, Aegon leading the way. She was tentative and slow, gasping when he suckled softly on her tongue. The adorable thing pressed closer, whining softly as Aegon dominated the kiss.

She hiccuped, “Oh, my prince, ah, we mustn’t.”

Aegon smiled as she drew closer, curling lithe fingers into his chopped locks. He murmured, “I will save your precious maidenhead for our wedding day, as befits the pact.” Pausing for a effect with a sharp nip to her plump lower lip, earning a yelp, Aegon continued, “I can show you other ways to achieve pleasure, if you’d like.”

She warbled needily, “Please Aegon, oh, but we cannot be seen!”

“Come on then my lady,” Aegon offered as he scrambled up, holding a hand out.

They giggled nervously as Aegon pulled them into a sculpted Alcove, hidden by shrubbery and a statue of a snarling dragon. He laid his cloak down and gestured for her to sit between his thighs. Her cheeks darkened as she whimpered, “I- I’ve never.”

Aegon cooed, “Our little secret, my sweet girl.”

She climbed down and rested flush against Aegon’s front, breathing sped up again. He nuzzled and pressed featherlight kisses to her neck, humming, “Do you trust me my lady?” The girl whined, “Yes, yes, you’ve given me no reason not to.”

“Good.”

Now he nosed up to the sensitive skin under her jaw, lapping and suckling soft enough to leave no marks, but she whimpered and shivered like it was heaven. One of her dainty hands clutched at his thigh like a lifeline. Aegon reached a ringed hand around to massage her heavy breast, earning the most wanton moan.

She squeaked in shock, covering her mouth, cheeks aflame. Aegon huffed a laugh, “Poor sweetling, I bet they’re so sensitive, gorgeous tits like yours aching to be touched.”

“More, yes Aegon, please!”

So he groped and got his fill, eventually easing down her top to expose busty chest. Aegon plucked and thumbed her plush buds, growing harder and harder at her little whimpers and bitten-off squeals. Gods, she was divine,

“Sweetness, sweetness,” Aegon hummed.

Teary eyes and swollen lips slowly turned to look at him, face wrought with ecstasy. He rambled, “I will not go near your maidenhead, but let me help you, is your sweet cunny aching?”

She whined, eyes shut tight, “Ohhh- yes it hurts!”

His violet eyes shifted to see where her plush thighs were rubbing together with need. He grinned and held back his snicker, “I’ll make you feel better my sweet. Poor, poor nymph. I’ve got you.” She turned and buried her head half into his shoulder, whimpering and shaking.

Aegon kissed the crown of her head, snaking a hand to get under her long velvety dress. His eyes rolled at the feeling of her engorged and slick cunt, throbbing with blood. Poor thing really was riled up, squealing when he slid his pointer and index across the collected slick.

The prince instantly swirled around her plump button, watching her arch and spread those shapely thighs. Those teats of hers bounced as she heaved and whined. Aegon rubbed her in tight little circles, knowing she’d be a proper mess. So he went back to tweaking a nipple, cooing when his perfect betrothed’s eyes rolled back in her head.

Drool slipped down her full lips at the onslaught of pleasure, Aegon praising and promising filthy sweetness in her ear. The nymph began to twitch and tremble all over, whimpers turning into huffy little sobs. She hiccuped, “A-ah, Aegon! I-I-I oh!” He grinned as she seized tight as a bow and gushed slick, thrashing when she reached the precipice.

The heir worked her through the intense feeling until she pushed his hand away, yanking up her top. Aegon pet her sweaty hair, suddenly aware that he too, had spent all in his breeches like a green boy. He’d laugh, but focused on coddling and holding his pretty girl until she had calmed.

She finally turned to him with wide eyes, questioning so achingly small, “This wasn’t bad right? We will not be cursed no? I- It felt so good my love.”

Aegon cooed yet again, violet eyes soft, body feeling like a puddle of mush. He shook his head, promising, “We keep your precious maidenhead intact, then this is nothing but a little play. A forecast of what’s to come when we’re truly one.”

She nodded slowly, reaching out to straighten his frizzy locks. The lady of the Arbor puckered her lips, reaching up for Aegon. He chastely kissed her— humming in full content.

“Oh the gods have blessed me, yes they have,” he almost weeped.

[mhk-87]

Cute Tao and sexy Litchi...

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