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Ot3 babes at the beach!

Nyo!rusamepan!

Two silly chicks making googoo eyes and a tired beach babe with her girlfriends!

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So i want to practice.

So if anyone wants a quick traditional drawing of the nyo babes,put the requests in the asks.

Ill be doing this for a few days,then if its popular i might do lemon themed drawings but idk yet

Nurse s/o with 2p!Canada

They come in,body sore and flesh reeking of antiseptic and something sharp,body wrapped not in scrubs but in a faded jogging suit that bore a years worth of wrinkles from their car.Their hair was in brambles,and their eyes were blood shot from an honorable venture coming out for naught but a wrinkle corpse and the tears of grandchildren. “ hey babe,what's on with the stompi-” The playful jab from the Strawberry gold haired man was cut of by arms being thrown about his neck,pulling his much taller frame down to a shaking,stinking,near hysterical lover as they cried into his shoulder. “hey now,”he remarked,startled and having to stop his cigarette from touching them,grinding into the wood flooring to put it out where it had landed,leaving a crumbled paper and bits of ash stickingto his boots. “ssssssh,”He attempted to soothe, rubbing their back awkwardly before deciding to fuck it all,and pull them to him as tight as he could,compressing them. “c’mon chér,up we go!”He grunted,scooping them into his arms and making way to the bathroom. “Alright,”he started,having sat them on the edge of the tub, “now honeybabe,ya’ gonna let me help ya,is that right?”he asked directly,looking into their eyes head on until they nodded. “okay,ya eyes are red as a fresh smoke,but with gray bits in there.so can I safely say ya haven't drunk or ate yet?”He asked gruffly.Receiving a nod. “And,now babe I love ya so don't be getting pissy at me,but ya fuckin’ reek,”he said bluntly,not blocking the half-assed swat to the shoulder,instead letting it rest there with his own hand laying on top of it, “and ya are in that ugly ass jogger suit ya ma got ya last Christmas,so best bet something gross got on ya and ya need a bath.” another nod,this one more accompanied by a near deflating of their shoulders. “Okay,so I’m gonna draw a bath,get you out of hell suit-”this had a half hearted chuckle slip out of them as he smirked,reaching around and plugging the tub and starting the water. “and we are gonna take a bath,eat some food,and sleep,”he said with finality,before getting a teasing glint in his eyes as he added; “-we can save the screwing for tomorrow,so lets get on then.” Within a few minutes he had them stripped of their clothes,sitting them in his lap as he slid the last bit of cloth off their legs,whilst they helped with his as best they could. They were slow,no heat being stirred,but rather just searching for comfort and a willingness to give it. Once he was down to his boxer he lowered them in the bubble filled tub,leaving the room and returning with a thing of strawberries and blackberry tins from the fridge. at the raised brow he just smirked and shrugged- “woulda gone bad anyways.” and so they ate,being fed by hand in the steaming water,his large chest resting them sturdily,as he would take breaks to wash their hair,and scrub their skin.He would allow his touches to ghost but never evoke anything more than shivers. They ate till the tins were emptied,and their skin flush with warmth.He got out first and grabbed some towels and one of his shirts. Once they were properly dried and bundled he tossed them to the bed,and let them curl up with his pillow on his side instead of their own.Rubbing their back and letting them tell all that happened and letting them cry as much as they needed until they were just too tired to do so anymore. He hummed,and tucked them to his chest,and let them fall away like that,staring at the ceiling even as his arm grew numb from his hold. he turned to look at them,and simply muttered into the dim night, “Je t'aime mon petit ours“

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