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[SDV] "A Valentine's Day Special!"

Summary: How the SDV Bachelors (ft. Jio and Lance) would treat you on Valentine's Day!

Warning(s): S M U T, Lots of rough V-Day sex, Harvey's a bit pathetic in his part (in the good way), Fingering in Elliot's part, Dry-humping (Mostly in Jio's part ngl), Lance and the Reader fuck in a cave, Shane's part ends in a cliffhanger cause I was feeling hater-ish of him ngl, so many other warnings that Im probably missing—

Side Note(s): HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY Y'ALL <333. If you have a boo, then I hope you have fun spending time with them! And if you don't, make sure to treat yourself! Self-love is the best love after all <333

I hope y'all enjoy this fic!

Elliot

When Elliot had suggested that the two of you spend Valentine's Day via a boat ride. You immediately said yes to the idea!

It would be just you and Elliot out on the calm ocean waters underneath the beautiful night sky, as well as a light assortment of snacks and sweets to further heighten the romantic mood.

And when the special day had arrived, you felt as if you were in some ethereal nighttime dream as you rested against Elliot's chest once he had rowed you two far out enough.

He whispered loving confessions into your hair in between kisses, his hand rubbing circles into your back as the sound of his steady heartbeat threatened to lull you to sleep.

"Had I known that I would fall so deeply in love with you...I would have wooed you the second that you stepped foot into this town."

"You're the only one for me, my dear. My heart—my very soul, it all belongs to you. Here and until the end."

"Please, never leave me. I fear...as much as I'd respect your decision, my dear. I'd continue to be a willing servant to all your whims and desires."

Every sentence only lured you deeper into the thick romance that hung in the air.

Until...the romance turned into sheer desire. Elliot's words continued to stay romantic but had an increasingly dirty undertone to them as his hands began to travel further and further down until his fingers ghosted over your sex.

"May I?" He quietly asked.

And the second you spread your legs further, that was all the permission he needed to show you the extent of his devotion to you on this Valentine's Day.

♡ - A breathless whine managed to escape from in between you and Elliot's lips as he kept your body tightly clasped against his front while his free hand rubbed tight circles onto your clit, your cunt so thoroughly soaked with your own juices that your husband was almost finding it difficult to keep a steady pace.

But...nothing would ever be too difficult if it meant pleasing his dearest, most beloved and precious spouse. The lewd sounds of his fingers as they teasingly traveled through the slick folds of your sex only encouraged him to move even faster as he tended to your needy, throbbing clit. The feeling of you squirming in his hold, whining and breathlessly moaning for him as his lips remained sealed to your own...it made him ache so much for you that it hurt.

But, for Valentine's Day? He was determined for every single milisecond to be about you.

You, you, you, you...you consumed every single thought in his brain so deliciously that the pain of his raw desire felt more akin to pleasure. "Fuck, my love—" Elliot panted breathlessly as he finally released your lips, a thin string of spit still connecting the two of you as he looked down into your hazy, watery eyes. Your mouth gaped open as if you were a fish out of water, whines mixed in with moans, leaving your mouth in droves as your hands tightly grabbed onto his clothes as if Elliot was the only lifeline that saved you from falling completely into the pits of absolute pleasure. "—You look so gorgeous in this moment...squirming and leaking all over my fingers..." He continued, his words sounding as if he were totally under the influence of your beauty.

And admittedly, he was.

"You must've really wanted this...huh?" He pressed a wet kiss to your cheek. "Have you been feeling this way since the start of our date?" He cooed to you, gently trailing more kisses from your cheek and down to your neck before he rested his chin on your shoulder, encouraging you to look down at what he was doing to you as his fingers, thoroughly coated in your slick, moved to begin fingering your clenching hole.

"E-Elliot—!" His name left your lips in a choked-out moan, your thighs nearly twitching closed if it weren't for Elliot's legs keeping you spread as every single vein in your body felt as if it were on fire, the feeling of your husband's long fingers easily pressing against the gooey spot deep inside your cunt making you nearly scream if it hadn't been for Elliot encouraging you to keep quiet.

After all...how embarrassing would it be if your screams caused for Willy to take to his own boat and row out in investigate the noises?

But your husband was willing to take some responsibility in the moment. Had he not been so eager to start the day with you, he would have taken precaution to care for your needs while the two of you were still at home! "Oh my love...I'm so sorry, I should have tended to you before we left our home, hm?" He said, your pussy clenching tighter around his fingers at his words. "Don't worry...I'm making it up to you, aren't I?"

He was.

But...you wanted more.

"M-More—A-Ah...! Please—!" Elliot clicked his tongue as he removed his chin from your shoulder, slowly releasing his hold around your torso to take your chin into his fingers before tilting your head up to look at him.

"More?" He asked teasingly. "More what, my dear?" He smirked. "More...of this?" Your moans grew higher in pitch when Elliot began to fuck you with his fingers even faster. Small jets of your slick shooting out from your cunt and onto the wood of the boat as every thrust into your G-spot pushed you closer and closer to your orgasm. "Or...do you want my cock?"

"Y-Your cock!" You begged, your eyes shooting open as wide as they could as you struggled to look at him clearly despite your tears of pleasure. You looked so adorable in this moment that a soft, drawn-out moan of his own escaped his mouth as he nearly complied. The idea of fucking you slow and deep underneath the stars and the moon...he could've come on the spot. But your husband was far too engrossed in how your cunt wept and clenched over his fingers as if your pussy had a mind of its own and decided that she didn't want his fingers to leave just yet.

"Later—" He pecked your lips before gently forcing you to look down at what his fingers were doing to you. "—But first, let's see how nicely you cum over my fingers, my love...this should last you until the end of our date, right? Fuuckk..." A drawn-out whisper left his lips after his words as his chin returned to your shoulder to watch how you came over his fingers.

"I love you...IloveyouIloveyouIlove..."

He couldn't help but repeat the phrase, over and over again, as you lost control of your volume and began screaming out your pleasure and his name without a single lick of shame on your end as you raced towards your climax. The wet sounds of Elliot's fingers fucking your cunt so well, making you clench and unclench around him repeatedly, your mind filled with thoughts of Elliot's fingers being replaced by his cock instead until— you squirted all over his fingers, your juices splattering onto the wood in front of you as your husband finger-fucked you through your orgasm.

You hadn't even noticed that Elliot was desperately rutting against your backside, chanting your name repeatedly like a mantra until he suddenly stilled against you with a breathless groan of your name, feeling his cock throb and twitch against your back before his head fell onto your shoulder with a satisfied sigh.

And the two of you continued to stay like that for a long few minutes, enjoying the intimacy that came with creeping down from your respective highs...until Elliot broke the tranquil silence with a hum and a kiss against your cheek. "Let's...continue this back at home, hm? My love?"

You weakly nodded your head, your sex already twitching with excitement of a second round awaiting you back at the farm.

Sebastian

The topic of "What were you two going to do for Valentine's Day?" was a hard one for Sebastian to think about.

On the one hand... he wasn't familiar with spending Valentine's Day with anyone; this would be his first time since the two of you got married. When the two of you were dating? He would typically just show up with flowers and chocolates, before quickly leaving due to you staying busy, even on Valentine's Day!

But now? There was no excuse; the two of you lived together.

Going out to dinner was too much of a classic.

Staying inside and watching movies? Eating good food together? The two of you already did that every weekend; there wasn't a 'specialness' to it anymore, he thought!

Therefore, that's how the plan to take you to the mountain lakeside came to mind.

Sure, both of you had already been there, but...he was thinking that a late-night picnic, under the stars and near the water's edge, was perfect.

And when the time came for you to go on your nighttime Valentine's Day gift...it turned out that it was the right choice as Sebastian felt himself falling in love with you even more as you lay against him, as you both watched the quiet movements of the water. Absentmindedly, you admitted how much you liked him from the start, how scared you were that he'd never like you back, and how happy you were when he accepted your feelings!

Each word that left your mouth...it made his hands twitch with the urge to take your face into his hands and tell you just how much he loved you.

With all of his heart.

With all of his soul, even as cheesy as it may have sounded.

So...where words failed him, action was a better way for him to express himself.

♡ - The night overall was quiet near the mountain lakeside. Aside from the sounds of crickets, frogs, and maybe the occasional hoot of an owl...everything was as peaceful as things could be for you and Sebastian's lovely nighttime Valentine's Day date! That is, if you were to somehow ignore the filthy sounds of skin slapping against skin.

Neither you nor him were quite certain about how things ended up this way, you in Sebastian's lap while you rode him reverse cowgirl, his hands grabbing your hips tightly as he forced you to meet every thrust he had to offer you, your juices oozing from your cunt and soaking his abdomen and the back of your ass and thighs. "F-Fuck..." Sebastian hissed through his teeth as his eyes were glued to the way the fat of your ass rippled with each mean thrust he had to offer you, the way he fucked you as if the two of you were nothing more than horny beasts in heat, making him almost feel bad considering how romantic this evening was supposed to be.

He was certain that this moment in particular was led up to you being handsy with him...or was it him being handsy with you?

Whatever it was in particular, one heated make-up session later led to you straddling his hips before he practically tore up the nice outfit you were wearing to have quicker access to your cunt before you sank down until your cunt met the base of his balls, and Sebastian began to fuck up into you like he had suddenly lost his mind, and all that he could think of was pleasing you.

Which is exactly what was going through his mind right about now.

Sebastian's heavily lidded eyes had long since hazed over with lust as he continued to stare at your moving ass. "Shitttt..." He murmured. "You're so pretty, baby..." He mumbled almost as if he were drunk. "Sososososo pretty...and totally out of my league—!" His words were cut off short when you had suddenly interrupted him by harshly bringing your hips up and then down, ripping out a moan from your throat accidentally, before you shakily looked over your shoulder and at your flushed face, husband.

"D-Don't—Ah!—S-Say that...!" You whined with as much stability as you muster up into your words. "Y-You deserve me...I...I deserve you—Sebastian!" Your husband's cock throbbed inside of your sex at your words, tiny hearts nearly forming in the depths of his pupils at your adorable confession, as it encouraged him to not just fuck you harder, but to make sure that he was confessing how he felt about you as well.

"Y-Yeah?" He stuttered. "You deserve me? You're right about that..." He groaned as his hands ran up and down your sides. "I-I'm so lucky to have you...n-never thought that you'd want some emo like me—F-Fuuuckkk...!" Sebastian threw his head back against the dirt, having to clench his teeth together in a hopeless effort to keep drool from falling down the sides of his mouth as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull.

Your cunt felt so good around his cock that Sebastian felt as if he were going insane. The filthy sounds of skin slapping against skin, the sticky sounds of your slick...his cock throbbed and ached with the urge to cum. But Sebastian refused to cum without you being right there to cum alongside him...he'd grit his teeth and hold himself back as he dragged you up and down his cock, the sound of your cockdrunk moans and babbling about how much you loved him only serving as further fuel for him to fuck you even harder, even faster.

"Sebastian!" You cried out, hot tears of pleasure beginning to surface in your eyes as you succumbed to Sebastian using you, his hands pulling you back to meet every upward thrust of his hips, allowing his cockhead to precisely batter against your spongey G-spot with each thrust.

A tight ball of pleasure began to well up inside of you, your eyes beginning to roll to the back of your skull as you felt your climax quickly approaching. "Y-You close?" Sebastian stuttered as he felt you clench around his dick repeatedly, a telltale sign of what you were about to do. "That's—That's pretty nasty of you, baby..." Sebastian suddenly decided to tease, throwing in a chuckle before it was quickly interrupted by a low curse leaving his lips at the feeling of you tightening around him once more at his tease.

"We're only minutes away from my family's house..." He continued.

"You get off on being fucked like this in the open?"

"Had I known you were like this...I would've suggested we celebrate Valentine's Day like this sooner..." Every sentence—every word was like a drug to your system as your fingers tore into the dirt below you, small whines of your husband's name soon turning into full-out yelps and echoed moans until you suddenly came around your husband's dick with little to no warning. Sebastian's lips formed into an 'O' shape as he felt your cunt milk his cock, his mind conjuring up a mental image of what you must've looked like right about now before he came inside of you. Ropes and ropes of his hot cum flooding your insides and even spilling out of you as he let out a satisfied groan of your name.

Not that he had spent Valentine's Day with anyone special before, but...this day, it was definitely one to be remembered.

Sam

For Valentine's Day, Sam felt that the day had to be big and filled to the brim with all types of things that showed that he loved you!

Weeks leading up to Valentine's Day, he saved up money from his job to buy you the biggest bouquet of roses he could find on the market. And even opted to take some lessons from his mother on how to cook a special meal for you!

Clothes, jewelry, and even other small items. If you named it? He bought it.

Anything for his spouse. But gifts and doing things together all day weren't the most special thing he had planned. It was later that evening where everyhting really showed forth in the form of a private song he had written just for your ears and your ears only.

When Sam had sat you down behind the farm, speakers and the like were already hooked up and prepared. The song he had proceeded to sing for you was no short of wonderful; you felt like your heart skipped beats with every new verse as Sam poured his heart out to you about how there was no one else but you.

You, you, you.

That's all the song was about until the final verse, where Sam ended it by setting his guitar to the side and coming close to you to press a kiss to your lips, filled with yearning, a romantic type of need, as he whispered against your lips that he was so appreciative of you being in his life.

"You make me want to be better for you."

"All my dreams, I strive to complete them all just for you!"

"I don't care about anyone else's opinion of me...only you."

And to show that, he offered to express his feelings in a more pleasurable way.

♡ - "I-I wasn't kidding...!" Sam whined at the top of his lungs as his arms were tightly looped around your torso as he fucked you against the back of the house, sweat dotting his skin from exertion as he fucked into you as if he were suddenly starved of your touch. "I really...really...! Oh fuck— I-I only care about your opinion of me!"

So long as you loved him...he felt like he could do anything, Sam wanted to be a better person, a better man deserving of you.

Even if you always said to him that he was enough, that he was the most perfect man in his eyes. He still wanted to do more, further his career in making music and the likes so that he'd be better able to take care of you. Even if you didn't need it, he wanted to do it. Those feelings, combined with the intense love he felt for you that only seemed to grow into a sudden tidal wave as he saw the immense amount of love that swam in your eyes once he had finished his private song for you...Sam would have been more ashamed that his overwhelming love culminated in fucking you as if he were suddenly in heat against the back of you and his shared farmhouse, if it didn't feel soooooo fucking good.

To the point he felt as if he could've died a happy man.

"S-Sam—!" You tried whining out to your husband, bracing your hands against the wood of the house as you shakily stood on your tippy toes. "S-So fast...! Y-You're going too—Ooooh...!" You could feel Sam's cock somehow grow inside of you as he relished in the sound of your moan, interrupting your sentence, his chin digging into your shoulder as he did his best to peek at your expressions. "You sound so good, Y/N...does my cock feel that good? C'moonnnn...tell me that it does!" The blonde begged for your praise as he fucked you even harder as if he were trying to knock the words straight out of your mouth.

Your fingernails scratched at the wood as your cunt clenched around his cock, the words of your husband so adamantly seeking out your praise, making a drawn-out groan leave your lips as you tried to find your words. "F-Fuck—! Fucking...me sososo good...!" You just barely managed to utter.

Oh fuck.

Sam's pace suddenly stuttered as your praise registered in his pleasure-addled mind, his arms tightening around you for a split second before he suddenly pressed himself against you, the sudden rush of warmth that flooded your insides snapping you from your lustful haze as you slowly tried to look at your panting husband. "S-Sam?" You gasped. "D-Did you just—"

"Yes." He admitted as if he didn't have a lick of shame. However, as he took a few more minutes to lift his face up to greet you...once Sam finally did, his blushing red face told a different story. "You...you just felt too good, I'm sorry—" You giggled, reaching a hand to pat his head.

"You don't have to apologize." You sweetly said.

Somehow, you didn't notice how his cock sprang to life at your words.

"You're so good to me, Sam." The blonde held onto each and every syllable that left your mouth as if it were liquid gold, the secret to curing every known disease in this world. "I love you." Those final words were the last straw as suddenly, Sam pinned you to the ground so quickly that it made your vision blur for a few seconds until you registered that...you were on your back as Sam's hands grabbed the back of your knees, pushing them to where they threatened to press into your tits as his cock twitched eagerly as Sam slowly started to rut himself the lips of your pussy, his cockhead bumping against your clit with every thrust.

"S-Sam—" Your words died in your throat as you looked into Sam's lovesick baby blue eyes, a dopey smile plastered on his face that only seemed to become more and more infused with love as soft moans began to leave your lips as your clit throbbed to the teasing ruts of Sam's cock. "I love you too..." The words came out in a whisper, the words spoken reverently as if he were a willing worshipper at the foot of his goddess.

Slowly, Sam began to sink his cock into your awaiting cunt, holding onto the tiny noises you made as your cunt easily took him to the base. "I love you so much—Ah...f-fuck—" His words choked up in his throat as he stilled against your cunt for a few seconds, taking in the feeling that he would never get sick of. Every time you clenched around him, his cock twitched and oozed out more of his cum, and the sight of you beneath him...your face flushed and slightly sweaty—oh, he could hardly hold himself back anymore! And this time, he planned to fuck you until you came as well.

Sam slowly took his cock back out until only his cockhead remained inside of you before suddenly slamming himself back inside of you. "Fuck—!" You hardly had a moment to get the word out completely before Sam began to fuck as if he had suddenly hated you. His hands quickly guided your legs to rest on his shoulders before he planted his hands on either side of your head, using his body weight to keep you in a mean mating press as you moaned and cried out his name. "S-Sam! Oh Yoba...t-too fast—"

"Too fast?" Sam cocked his head to the side as if he were a confused dog all of a sudden. "You were taking my dick so well earlier, though, babe! Don't tap out now...I'm showing you how much I love you!" Oh, he was showing you, alright, every harsh thrust into your gooey pleasure spot deep inside of you, threatening to kiss and bruise your cervix, told a more than clear story. Shouts of Sam's name left your lips in droves, your hands wrapping around Sam's arms in an attempt to ground yourself as he continued to fuck you against the dirt. "Your pussy feels so good...l-like it was made for me—" He panted, lowering himself just enough to pepper kisses on your face, ignoring the way his cock was beginning to ache from overstimulation.

"S-Sam...!" You cried out. "Oh fuckfuckfuck...! W-What if someone seeees...!?"

His fingers dug into the dirt ever so slightly when the words left your mouth, a strike of jealously suddenly invading his system. "I'll just have to fuck you harder then—s-show them that there's no one else for you but me." He pressed a wet kiss against your lips. "S-Say it...say that there's no one else but me, I'm the only one you need, right?" A shuddery moan shakily escaped his mouth when your fingernails began to bite into his skin as he enunciated each word with a particularly harsh thrust that nearly knocked all the air out of your lungs.

"Y-You're the only one I need...!" You whined at the top of your lungs. "T-The only one for me—Oh fuck! I love you...sosososo much—!" No matter how many times you told him those words, kissed him...hugged him, spent the littlest amount of time with him...the feeling your words gave him would always make him feel as if he were speaking to you for the first time all over again. "I love you..." Sam whispered breathlessly as he once again pressed his lips against your own, drinking in every moan, whine, and squeak that escaped your lips as his balls began to draw up close to his skin in preparation for his orgasm.

Each plunge into your cunt caused little spurts of your slick to escape, darkening the ground underneath you both as the edges of your vision began to whiten, as you felt the veins of Sam's cock rub up and down your clenching walls, his thrusts borderline animalistic as he kept you pinned underneath him while he kissed you passionately. "S-Saammm..." You whined into his lips, causing your husband's eyes to crack open ever so slightly to focus on you. "Close..." You whispered. "F-Feel weird—Oh Yoba—!"

"Let it out, babe." He murmured against your lips. "Let it allll out..." He aided in your impending orgasm even further by beginning to rub circles onto your clit, the blonde quickly swallowing the borderline scream-like moans that poured forth from your mouth until you suddenly came around him, the feeling of your pussy milking his cock practically pushing Sam to his second orgasm as he finally released your lips to let out a breathless groan of your name as he managed a few more thrusts before stilling against you completely, softer moans and whines leaving his lips as he continued to feel your pussy milk him as if it were urging for him to keep going.

And he planned to...once you two were inside and probably a little more cleaned up from the dirt.

Alex

Decides to celebrate by booking a private room for himself and for you at the Stardrop Saloon.

Similar in fashion to what he did when he first confessed his feelings for you officially, however, the main difference this go around was that there was a certain...tension in the air.

Don't get it twisted, you could definitely feel the love and romance Alex had for you. As well as see it in his eyes as he held your hand, occasionally kissed the back of it, and even went so far as to show off the many gifts he had gotten you once Gus had brought out your appetizers!

Some jewelry that you had liked, clothes, and roses.

Anything and everything to display his love.

However...you weren't an idiot.

The lingering touches, the way his kisses were filled with passion and longing whenever he'd lean over the table to kiss you.

There was a certain type of fire behind his actions that made you clench your thighs in anticipation, especially when you felt as if you were just waiting for Alex to suddenly pounce on you!

And once Gus had brought both of your dinners? Alex had taken the chance to lock the door before he turned to smirk at you.

"Want me to show you just how much I love you?" He slyly asked as he walked over, already peeling off the clean button-up shirt that he had worn for the occasion.

"I'll be quick...we have to finish this before Gus comes back to check in on us on how our meals taste~"

♡ - The second those words had left Alex's mouth as he walked over, proceeding to help you out of your chair before placing you on the table...you knew no good would come from it. In the form of being able to walk out of the room without limping and dripping of your husband's cum, that is.

"A-Alex...!" You gasped as he used his grip on your thighs as leverage to pull you back onto his cock to meet every brutal thrust he had to offer you. "S-So rough, you're fucking me too good—" Suddenly, his hand came to clamp around your mouth as a wicked glint flashed in his eyes at your volume. As much as he loved hearing your noises, listening to you squeak and squeal about how good his cock was treating your pussy and hitting every gooey spot inside of you...he also didn't like the idea of traumatizing Gus. Especially when he was so nice to let him have his Valentine's date in this private room to begin with!

"Gotta be quiet, babe~" Alex smirked. "Can't let everyone know how good I'm fucking you, or else—" He leaned forward to your ear, kissing a chaste kiss on the shell of your ear before breathing hotly. "—how else would you be able to face everyone? Especially after they heard how good you were crying over my cock?" He continued.

You wouldn't be able to show your face ever again.

And Alex chuckled, as if he were reading your mind. "No more farming for you, huh? Or at least...showing your face in public." He moved his head to press a kiss on your cheek before leaning back and gently taking his hand away from your mouth, trusting you to not much too much noise.

Something that was easier said than done...especially when Alex began to flick and pinch at your clit, as if he wasjust daring you to make a sound. "That'd be fine with me, y'know~" And the way that your cunt was beginning to squelch and ooze out even more of your slick was telling him that you didn't necessarily mind the idea as well. Alex would do the work of going in town to get whatever you needed while you stayed pretty and good at home, caring for the crops and animals while he did anything that you needed!

He'd cook, clean, and do anything else you asked for.

"A-Alex—!" A choked-up moan left your lips as you reached a hand to press against the brunette's stomach. "So good...f-feels like I'm losing my mind—Ooooohhh—!"

His head cocked to the side. "Yeah?" He smirked. "Go ahead and lose it, babe. I've got you and this sweet pussy..." He said before he leaned down to plant his hands on either side of your head, fucking you with even more vigor that threatened to move the table as it squeaked and jerked against the floor. His cock twitched inside of you at the lewd addition of noise from the table, as well as the way you grit your teeth together in a fruitless attempt to stay quiet like he had asked, small whines still escaping from you as you whispered as best as you could that you were on the verge of cumming.

'Good.' Alex thought. He believed. thatthe next meal course was on its way soon, anyway.

"Go ahead and cum on my dick then," Alex encouraged you as he angled himself to more precisely punch into your deepest spot, causing you to nearly scream. "F-Fuuuuckkk—! Mmph?!" Alex quickly kissed away your moan, murmuring against your lips about how you're terrible at keeping quiet, how you're just eager to let everyone know what he's doing to you, as well as hoping aloud that you still retained your lungs for screaming once the two of you were back at home and in bed with one another.

"F-Fuuuckk....fuckfuckfuckfuck— c-close...!" He moaned against your lips before resuming kissing you, Alex's eyes threatening to roll into the back of his skull as his thrusts began messier and sloppier, the sound of your pussy squelching around his dick being the only noise thast echoed throughout the room along with the movement of the table before he suddenly stilled against you, the two of you cumming at the same time as you and Alex moaned into each other's mouths.

And just in time too, suddenly, the door handle jangled before there was a knock at the door. "Hello? Alex? Y/N? Are you still there?"

Your husband quickly took his lips away from your own, panting as if he had just finished running a mile. "We're still here!" Alex called back. "G-Give us a moment, we wanted to really enjoy eating our appetizers slowly." You weakly smacked his arm for the flimsy excuse, but it was apparently enough to get Gus to go away for a few minutes longer— "A-Alex?" You jumped a little when you felt his softening cock begin to harden once more.

"I've bought us more time...wanna go again?" He asked as he started to move once more, slowly pistoning his hardening dick in and out of your sopping wet heat.

And how ever could you say no?

Harvey

Decides that the best way to spend Valentine's Day? Was in the comfort of your own home.

Due to the demanding duties that came with being Pelican Town's only resident doctor, it was hard for Harvey to find time to be with you at home at every second of the day! And on Valentine's Day, he had believed that today was going to be that rare day!

He woke up alongside you in the morning, finally giving you a rare glimpse into what it was like when he didn't wake before you with only a freshly cooked breakfast and a coffee awaiting you, as he had already left for work.

He did some of the chores at your side, cleaned up the house, and even opted to do the laundry!

When lunch began to roll around, you two even cooked and ate together.

This Valentine's Day, although you two hadn't planned to do much, it was still romantic nonetheless and would leave a permanent special place in your heart—that is, until Harvey suddenly received a call that he was needed at the doctor's office immediately. A case where Pam had gotten too drunk and needed to be checked over.

And the look on your face when he finished the phone call...it threatened to nearly break him, and make him begin to wonder if his career was even truly that important if you were looking at him with such sadness.

Which is how he brought you along with him to the office, constantly telling you that it "wouldn't take up too much time, depending on how much Pam had to drink."

When two hours rolled into four...you were tired. More so, physically rather than mentally.

But, the second that Harvey had left the depths of his office, guiding a tipsy Pam outside before closing the door behind him with a sigh once she was out...

You were determined to get back those precious hours that the woman had effectively stolen away from you!

♡ - He loved you so much that it physically constricted his breathing at times. Your eyes, your touch, the sound of your voice...everything about you was so all-consuming that, sometimes, Harvey hardly had a clue as to what he wanted to do with himself aside from making sure that you were loved and cared for, and that he did everything in his power to provide even though it was more than clear to him that you were capable of the task yourself.

Luckily for him, though, you were more than fine with taking hold of the reigns.

Like now, as your body was bent over the receptionist counter in Harvey's clinic...dirty whispers of praise and encouragement left your mouth as you encouraged your husband to slowly fuck you. To take his time with you and enjoy every single second he was inside of you, perhaps you would've encouraged something a tad bit rougher— or would have simply pushed Harvey onto his back and fucked him until he was pleading to cum repeatedly inside of you.

Yet, you were feeling petty.

How dare Harvey interrupt the time you both were spending with one another to then spend hours helping Pam just because she couldn't control her liquor!?

"M-My dear..." Harvey's whispered words interrupted your thoughts, snapping you back to the now as you then turned to look behind you. You chuckled as you felt Harvey's grip on your hips tighten as you both made eye contact, his cock twitching inside of you as he slowly thrusted in and out of you. "...Please, l-let me move faster." He continued to beg. "I-I had no choice, it's my duty as a doctor to help people..."

You pouted. "Even when it means interrupting a chance for us to spend a full day together? You're always so busy, Harvey!" His frown deepened a little. He truly didn't mean to hurt your feelings! But the responsibilities that were demanded of him as part of his Hippocratic Oath demanded that he was the tend to the sick no matter what! Although in this moment...he doubted that you cared about that, all he could afford to do was apologize, do as you asked of him, and fucked you until you forgave him.

"I'm sorry..." He murmured to you for the umpteenth time. "Let me show you how sorry I am, please?" He begged as he dared to lean over you, his hands finding your wrists as he kept them pinned in place in front of you. Your sex throbbed around his dick in anticipation of what Harvey had planned, causing you to forget alllll about your own punishment for your husband letting his duties interrupt your Valentine's date before you nodded your head.

"Show me, then~" Were the last words you uttered before Harvey slowly pulled himself out until only his cockhead was left inside.

Suddenly, however, he slammed himself back inside, punching out a yelp from your throat as Harvey fucked you hard and deep. His pace was controlled, leaving you wanting to beg him for more, for him to go faster as each deep thrust of his jolted you forward a little, as well as left you feeling as if you could feel everywhere inside of your aching cunt. "H-Harvey..." You moaned. "Sosososo deep...fuckin' me so hard—" You felt your husband twitch at the praise as he proceeded to tilt his head to kiss you on the neck.

"I'm sorry..." Harvey murmured against you as he sucked and kissed your neck, leaving small hickeys in the wake of his affection as he relished in the sound of your noises. "Forgive me—" A sharp moan cut off his words when you suddenly clenched around him, the tightness of your heat threatening to force him to cum early. But, he held on, trying not to lose his rhythm as he made sure to keep angling his hips towards your g-spot. "S-So warm..." He murmured.

A shuddery sigh escaped your lips as you gripped the edge of the counter tighter, unconsciously beginning to move your hips in search of your husband to move faster as you felt that you were beginning to teeter on the line of nearly orgasming but needing more of a push. "H-Hurry up..." You stuttered to Harvey. "W-Wanna—Ah...wanna cum...!" He immediately obliged by attacking your neck with kisses once more before his hand snaked around to your clit, rubbing sloppy circles onto it as your moans and gasps began to increase in pitch and frequency.

"Do you forgive me?" Harvey murmured against your ear, his mustache tickling the shell ever so slightly. "I really am—"

"I...I forgive you!" You huffed. "Now focus on fucking me!" A soft moan left his lips at your bossiness as he simultaneously increased his pace. Harvey didn't even know how close you were to your orgasm until his brain nearly short-circuited when he felt your cunt suddenly spasm around him, followed by wetness spilling out around him and making a further mess on the floor below.

He tried to be a gentleman and warn you about his incoming climax but...he couldn't find the strength within himself to pull his lips away from your neck, soft groans leaving his lips every time he heard the sweet sound of your moans and felt the way your cunt milked him as he fucked you through your high. "Y/N...fuuuck...c-cumming—" Was the only warning he could provide you before cumming deep inside of you, stilling himself against your pass as his balls pulsed with each rope of his release that he unleashed in you. And as you both stood in silence, drinking in each other's little sounds as you both climbed down from your highs...Harvey finally let out a drawn-out sigh of your name before he gently pulled himself out.

You whimpered at the loss of his heat, your eyes hazy as you looked back at him. "Let's go home," He suggested. "We can continue our date there...and this time, no one will distract me from you." A dopey grin made its way to your face; you planned to firmly hold him to his words!

Shane

Cheesy for him as it may have been, Shane thought to celebrate Valentine's Day by taking you on a quiet date at night, next to the lake near Marine's house, where the two of you officially had a conversation.

The impression you made on him was...interesting, in a good way, you were practically a person after his own heart as he watched you down an entire can of beer with little to no problem. But at the same time? He...thought that you were too good for him. Besides, at the time, as unable as he was to fix his own bad habits, the last thing he wanted was to drag anyone down with him.

But you stayed.

You showed him plenty of times that you cared and that you were willing to be with him, no matter the problems he had. You saved him from the brink of death, listened to him patiently when he talked about his problems, and even supported him when he finally made that leap towards getting professional help! He didn't even know it at time but...every little instance made him fall deeper and deeper in love with you, to the point he couldn't imagine a life without you.

Which is why...the lake was the perfect place for a date.

If it hadn't been for that night at the lake, he wouldn't have ever met you.

And more than just gifts and words, he wanted to physically express how thankful he was for you as well.

♡ - "I love you...I love you, I love you, I love you." Shane repeated like a mantra onto your lips as you sat on his lap, your legs wrapped around his waist, while his cock thrusted in and out of your sopping wet heat as both of you sat on the blanket that he had laid out a few feet away from the lake's edge.

He didn't know if it was the romance in the air or the way that you had dressed for tonight, an adorable little outfit that matched the theme of Valentine's Day, but...his heart was full and tight. When he looked at you, you could've sworn that you began to see little hearts float around the top of his head and an ever present blush on his face. An idea that wasn't too far-fetched...especially with how your husband just couldn't stop gushing about how much he loved you while simultaneously fucking you like a whore as he preferred to do when the two of you had sex.

"I love you, I love you—Fuck—!" Shane grunted as he felt you clench even tighter around his fat cock when his cock tip accidentally grazed your cervix.

He nearly bit his tongue to hold back a dirty compliment about how your body still practically craved to be ruined, even though it was the day of love. But...as you quietly whispered in his ear for him to fuck you even harder, trying to encourage him to be rougher with you...how could he resist? "Tch, it's the day where I should be treating you all nicely, and you're still asking me to mess you up?" Shane sneered, his hands gripping the fat of your ass to give himself more leverage as he bounced you up and down his cock.

Lewd skin slapping and squelching from your cunt echoed between you two alongside your moaning, your eyes threatening to roll to the back of your skull as you threw your head back to let out your noises into the air, and while Shane wanted to encourage you to be more quieter for the sake of the few people that lived around here...he couldn't and wouldn't. "S-Shaneeeee...!" You cried out at the top of your lungs. "O-Oh Yoba...! Fuck—!"

"Yeah, yeah...keep on crying out, tell our neighbors how good I'm messing up this dirty cunt of yours," Shane smirked, chuckling when your sex clenched around him once more. "Here I am...trying to be all nice and lovey-dovey...and you still want to act like this?" Shane's lips went to attack your exposed neck with kisses, sucking and biting at the skin as he littered random hickeys on your neck and collarbone. "Bet you wouldn't care if someone walked in on us, huh? Say it."

When you didn't respond fast enough, Shane smacked your ass to call your attention. "Oi, your husband's talking to you." You weakly lifted your head to look at Shane, your hands shakily moving to cradle his face. "W-Wouldn't care..." You said, your words broken up between shaky moans. "J-Just want you...don't care about anything else, just youuuu..." Your words trailed off into a drawled-out moan as the already present knot in the pit of your stomach began to grow tighter and tighter, the feeling of Shane's cock twitching inside of you only spurring your orgasm on even more.

While Shane...in the wake of your dirty confession, he couldn't help but press a lewd kiss to your lips, filthy kissing sounds ringing out between you two before he released your lips, a string of spit still connecting the both of you. "Fuck, I love you...you're the only one for me, you know that?" He wasn't looking for an answer, a toothy smile of contentment creeping onto his face as he watched you lose yourself to the feeling of his cock rearranging your insides once more.

That's okay, he knew you loved him back.

The way that you were crying and begging for more of him was proof of that already.

"Love you..." Shane hummed as he pressed a kiss to your collarbone, right on top of a hickey he had just left behind. "You deal with all my bullshit...helped me go through so much shit, and you're still here with me—Oh fuck—" His cock throbbed as he thought about all the things you've been there for him with, he reminisced about you and his first kiss...how sweet you tasted and how he was addicted from that one kiss alone. He craved you like how he used to crave beer, always wanting more and more and more and more of you, as if you were a walking, living drug for him.

"Please—" His movements became sloppier, his orgasm beginning to approach as his cock twitched inside of you more and more. "N-Never leave me—fuck—I-I don't know how to live without you—"

"N-Never leavin'...." You drawled out dumbly, a trail of spit falling from the corner of your mouth as you pressed a kiss to Shane's forehead before pulling his head closer to your chest. "I'll always love you...from now and until forever." As if Valetine's Day could prove anything more than just how much love he had for you...it also showed Shane just how much he had lucked out with you loving him back.

And he wouldnt change that for the entire world.

Jio

For Valentine's Day, it was an opportunity for Jio to become more sentimental than he normally could be with you.

During this day, Jio's all about remembering the special moments betwene you two and reminiscing about the steps that you both took that eventually led to where you both were today. Completely in love, married and living together, as if the two of you were in an eternal dream.

However, Jio's fondest memory? It was when the two of you first met in the forest, where he was marking his map.

Now that the two of you are married...he was more than comfortable to admit that he was more interested in you than he originally seemed that day. And as you two walked through the forest for your Valentine's Day date, Jio freely shared more little details about yourself that he loved.

Your laughter, the way you took great pride in your work and your farm...how capable you were.

Quite frankly, there wasn't a single thing that he didn't love about you, or something that he favored more than the other— well...except one thing.

And that was how open you were about finding him attractive.

Throughout your date with one another, he did well to not let his mind wander, no matter how much your lingering touches attempted to lure him so. But it was only when you began to quietly reminisce about you and Jio's first time together that something in him snapped.

"I attempted to keep things innocent and romantic for this day, beloved..." Jio murmured, less angry and more amused as he pinned you against a tree deep in the woods where he was certain that no one would stumble upon the two of you.

"...But it seems that your mind is on other things, hm?"

"That's alright, I'll simply fulfill your desires until you're no longer able to paw at me like a beast in rut."

♡ - "Don't be shy now, my beloved...continue to display how much you crave me...my body, my touch, my attention." Jio muttered into your ear as he watched the lewd display of you rubbing your ass against his prominent bulge, his hands tightly gripping your waist to gently aid in your movements, while your hands were braced against the tree in front of you.

He had genuine intentions of making this day a sweet and wholesome one...a day where the two of you celebrated your love by reminiscing about the steps you both took that eventually led to you both getting married.

However...you were unfortunately like a beast in rut. At the end of every sentence, it seemed, you were pawing at him and not so inconspiciously trying to get him to take you away somewhere and fuck you until you were senseless and lying out on the grass! And no matter how many times he tried to persuade you into waiting until the two of you were back home to enjoy each other's bodies to the fullest, you weren't taking his attempts at persuasion to heart.

Therefore, he had to use a different approach to calm your lustful body.

"J-Jio..." You quietly whined as you rubbed yourself against your husband's crotch, the feeling of his intense stare at your ass only making your body warm up even faster. "Please...j-just fuck me—I need it."

He tsked, feeling his face begin to warm up at your lewd admission. "Have patience, my love." He smirked. "Besides...you should be thanking me for letting you do this much to begin with—" Jio unconsciously sucked his bottom lip into his mouth as he teasingly began to pull down your shorts, the flash of skin making him nearly choke on his own spit as the strain of his cock against his pants was borderline painful. He wanted to fuck you against this tree so hard that it threatened to make him go mad, but...then he'd be the beast in rut. A hapless fool who fell prey to your siren's calls. "—The day is so busy, what if another couple were to stumble upon us and see you pushing your ass against my cock with little to no shame?" Jio snorted as he felt your cunt throb against him, encouraging him to pull your shorts down some more until they fell to the ground completely.

"Jio—" You looked over your shoulder. "P-Please...y-you're already so close, j-just let me—" Jio interrupted you with a mean pinch to your bottom, immediately soothing the area with his hand as he glared at you with faux annoyance, as if he were reprimanding an unruly new recruit.

"Patience." He stressed as he then proceeded to pull down his own pants, just enough to be able to free his cock and let your ass rub against it. "Continue showing me how much you want me." Although you pouted, your eyes went from your husband's face and down to his awaiting cock before you pushed yourself back against it, the scorching hot skin feeling so good against your needy cunt that you felt as if you were catching on fire yourself, purposefully angling yourself so that you were able to just barely be able to tease Jio's cock pressing into you through your soaked underwear.

Something that he otherwise would have stopped until...an idea popped into his mind.

"Such a needy thing, my spouse is...how ever am I going to reprimand you when you seem to be enjoying it?" He tutted. "Perhaps a...what do you call it? A sex ban is in—"

"N-No, no, no!" You quickly stuttered as you suddenly stilled your movements. "I-I can't—please, just a single inch...please?" You begged. "I won't ask for anything else...j-just give me that, please—"

A dribble of pre-cum oozed from Jio's tip at your incessant babbling pleas, his hands finding their way back to your hips once more before he pulled you against his cock to begin rubbing your ass and cunt against him, effectively using you for his own pleasure as rough grunts and moans started to leave his lips. "Keep begging..." He murmured to you. "Tell me everything you want me to do to you, and how much you'd love it."

You followed the commands immediately. "I want...I want you to fuck me against this tree—Jio...!"

He smirked. "Keep going."

"D-Don't let me have a break," You stuttered through the fact that your face was beginning to burn in shame. "Fuck me till I nearly pass out...talk to me the way you're talking to me now..."

His head cocked to the side. "Like how Im talking to a dog in heat?" He chuckled before he closed the distance between you two, leaning over you until his chest met your back as he began to fuck your thighs. A shuddery moan left his lips at the feeling of your plush, soft thighs around his cock, the elf already beginning to approach and teeter on his climax from all the teasing he endured from you earlier. "W-What about me—"

"Have you forgotten that this is supposed to be a punishment, my star? Cumming isn't what you deserve for letting your desires overtake you so shamelessly..." Jio hummed before snaking one of his hands to grip your chin, gently turning your head to face to look at him. "But...I love you." He pressed a kiss to your cheek. "Focus on how good you'll feel soon...when I fuck you once we're back at home." He murmured as he continued to fuck your thighs, his pace beginning to speed up in accordance with your moans and whiny responses of how you wanted to cum now. And how could you be blamed? Your husband speaking to you the way he was...fucking your thighs out in the open— your inner thighs were practically covered in your own slick! Aiding in the elf's movements as soft slapping noises began to emit from where his hips met your thighs.

"F-Fuck..." Jio whispered in your ear. "C-Close..." You began to try to move your hips back to meet each of Jio's thrusts. His arms wrapped around your torso tightly, his moaning becoming more shameless as his eyes squinted in anticipation of his orgasm. "Beloved..." He softly drawled out. "I love you...I love you so much, forgive me for being greedy this one time..." A smile crept onto your lips. You had long moved past that, focusing on the fact that he promised to fuck you once you and he arrived back home, and how else were you supposed to get to that if your husband didn't go ahead and cum!?

But, thankfully, you didn't have to wait too much longer as Jio grunted out your name a few more times before stilling against you, the feeling of his cock throbbing as he shot out his cum, making your thighs twitch, and your knees buckle before you felt Jio relax against your back for a long moment or two.

He just needed a minute to recover...then the two of you would be back home to continue your intimate celebration of Valentine's Day in a more...disclosed manner.

Lance

For Valentine's Day, Lance decided that he would take a more...different route for how he'd display his love for you.

While the day initially started off how you more or less expected it to, as Lance cooked you a lovely breakfast and lunch, brought you rare and exotic gifts from the many lands he's been to, and even got you the more personal gifts that he knew you've been eyeing for a while now before proceeding to do all your chores and errands for the day, and even announcing he'd do them for the next month or so to ensure that you truly got the break you deserved.

Those were just things that he had been wanting to do for you for a while now, but was unable to on account of his duties as an adventurer.

The real gift came when he offered to go into the Fern Island lava caves with you.

Of course, you hardly had to lift a finger, Lance taking care of all the monsters and solving any puzzles that needed to be solved for you so that you were able to just enjoy the experience.

But, as he cleared the last cave out of any monsters...it was then that Lance turned to you with both a proud smirk that whispered something more being hidden underneath.

"You know...now that the cave is free of any monsters, there is something else we can do."

Your eyes shot open wide, quickly picking up on your husband's flirtatious tone. You'd admit, it wasn't like you'd never thought about having sex with Lance in this type of situation...but it was just a fantasy!

You didn't actually want either of you to get hurt!

And after explaining this, Lance assured you that nothing would happen and that the cave was safe.

Besides, in his own words, he "knew how much you always wanted to play the role of the damsel giving thanks to their knight".

Ngl, I had an idea for a "damsel in distress" fic a while ago and never got to do it, so this is a last-minute way for me to fit it in via Lance

♡ - "Such a dirty princess...getting this worked up over me when I'm supposed to be treating you nicely on Valentine's Day..."

The dirty words that left Lance's lips were low and as heated as the inside of the lava cave that you two currently fucked in. The two of you sat on the cooled brimstone floor, his arms wrapped around the back of your knees as he fucked you in a raunchy full nelson. You had truly meant to keep things innocent for today, and save the more...intimate exchanges for when the two of you were safe and sound inside your home!

But, the way that Lance so effectively handled the monsters...treated you as if you were as delicate as a flower as well as simultaneously taking the time to check in on you, to let you know how much he loved you, while giving you any exotic rare finds that he stumbled upon inside the cave...how could you not get hot and bothered!? It was to the point where the words 'Fuck Me' were as clear as day in your eyes, and what type of husband would Lance be if he were to allow his darling spouse fight against their distracting need for him any longer than he already had?

"Fuuuckkk..." Lance groaned lowly against your ear before letting his head fall back to let his moans slip out from his mouth more freely into the air, the sound of his balls wetly slapping against your soaked sex, making you clench tightly around him as each thrust practically forced your noises out from your throat.

You felt as if you were losing your mind, whining at how he felt inside of you and how good his cock veins rubbed up against your walls. But, Lance was hardly faring much better at how your cunt squeezed him as if you were trying to milk him for all he was worth, his breath hitching and stuttering as he fought back his orgasm. He wanted to enjoy the time he was spending with you and to come close to losing himself entirely in your warmth.

"F-Fucking me so good, Lance—Ah!"

Lance cockily smirked at your words. "Oh, I know, baby..." Oh, how he wished he could peer down to see how your pussy greedily sucked in his cock, and how it clamped down on him as if it didn't want him to leave. "This pussy can't get enough of me, can she?" He chuckled as his thrusts quickly started to become needier, loud squelches accompanying your whines and Lance's groaning as you clenched your hands into fists even tighter in an attempt to ground yourself. "Even when we're inside a cave, in a mountain filled with all types of monsters...you'll find a way to always be soaked for me, won't you?" Your mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, trying to find the response necessary to combat your husband's accusation, only...it wasn't an accusation.

It was the truth.

Your answer is coming out in the form of a drawn-out scream as a few more thrusts of Lance's tip against your pleasure spot suddenly forced out your orgasm, jets of your slick spilling out from your cunt and soaking Lance's cock more thoroughly in your juices as well as his pants. "Shit...did you just squirt, baby?" His words came out shocked, as if he weren't expecting your orgasm as much as you were yourself. Yet, instead of going easier on you or pulling out entirely...Lance responded to your orgasm by fucking you even harder. "L-Lance...!?" You yelped. "I-I just came—Oooooh!"

"I know...I'm sorry, fuck— I can't believe I missed that." He grunted against your ear. "Ohh—but your pussy seems to want to cum again, you're tightening around me." One of Lance's arms dropped to move his hand towards your clit, rubbing tight circles into it to feel you clench even tighter around him as his wicked smirk grew at the sound of you practically sobbing over his cock. He could've almost felt bad as he kissed your cheek, tasting the salt of your pleasure-filled tears as you both begged him to slow down as well as speed up, but you just felt sooooo good.

The danger of the cave, the lurking adrenaline of slaying monsters... it all culminated in his wanting to be even greedier for you. To feel you squirt and cum around his dick until you were on the verge of passing out. "L-Lanceeeee—!" You cried out. "Y-You're fucking—Oh fuck—my pussy so good—you're cock, f-feels too good!" You praised through his rough thrusts, the force of his movements making you bounce up and down on his lap from how hard he was dicking you down. "Yeah? As if your cute moaning and screaming weren't proof enough of that, my love." He smirked. "Keep on telling me how much you love me though, how much you love your husband fucking you stupid in a dangerous cave..."

You threw your head back onto Lance's shoulder with an even louder cry, pleas and praises leaving your mouth in droves as you felt a knot begin to well up in your stomach once more, your slick becoming creamier and leaving a white ring around the base of Lance's cock. But, just as Lance neared his own orgasm, feeling his balls draw up against his body and his cock beginning to twitch inside of your pussy more and more, his head turned to kiss you, drinking down every sound you made as he bullied his tongue into your mouth. "L-Lance—" You managed to say inbetween kisses. "S-So rough...mmph—!"

"Need me to slow down?" He whispered against your lips, only for you to quickly shake your head. "Fuck, so cute...I have such a cute spouse, don't I? You don't want me to slow down, yeah? You want me to continue fucking you like I hate you?" You tore your lips away from his filthy mouth, practically screaming Lance's name for anything and everything to hear as your climax crashed over you once more, his words being the final straw that got you there.

As he felt you milk his cock for everything that he was worth, Lance's hand moved away from your clit to grab onto your neck as his movements became sloppier and deeper. "Y-Yoba..." He moaned. "C-Cumming—" Was his only warning before you gasped at the feeling of his cum flooding your insides. Ropes and ropes of his sticky spend turning your insides white as your cunt twitched at the feeling of some of his cum dribbling out from your pussy and onto the ground.

Slowly and gently, Lance let your legs go in order to brace himself on his elbows on the ground to catch his breath. Had he known that fucking you inside a cave would get him so worked up...he would have attempted it, possibly in a less dangerous location, waayyyy sooner. "You okay, my love?" He tiredly spoke to you, cracking open his eyes to look down at how you rested on his chest, panting.

"I-I'm fine..." You said before your face began to blush.

This was definitely going in the books...the best Valentine's Day gift ever!

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