I just want a pretty girl to gently hold my fevered cheek in her hand and kiss my forehead. I want a pretty girl to let me rest my head on her shoulder and rub her hands up and down my arms when I get the chills.
I want a pretty girl to make me a mug of my favorite tea with honey when I start coughing, and hand it to me as I’m sitting on the couch wrapped in a blanket she threw in the dryer so I’d be warm.
I want a pretty girl to put on my favorite movie and play with my hair when my dehydration gives me a headache and my head is swimming, holding a cold glass of water with a straw to my lips to help me get the Advil down.
I want a pretty girl to buy me tissues and bless my sneezes, and run me a hot shower to help with congestion.
I want a pretty girl to make me soup without me asking, just because she hears me sniffling and wants to take care of me.
Description: Biz and Meeko are at home enjoying a night in while Connie works overtime. Meeko has been slowly coming down with something and it starts rapidly presenting itself, leaving her large Bear boyfriend to tend to her aching needs.
Based loosely off this prompt
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Your faves, together, cuddling on the couch. A is in a semi-upright position, back to the arm of the couch. B is in thei
Author’s Notes: I’ve decided there isn’t enough Biz and Meeko. I need it. Here it is. Meeko and art by @aller-geez
Silently, Biziil was re reading one of his favorite book series. Twilight. Before you judge the man, he was a bit late on the hype. This is his second read through trying to find any hidden things he had maybe skimmed. Biziil loved a good book while his darling girlfriend Meeko was laying half asleep on his chest, curled up fully in his lap, his arms comfortably around her to maintain the hold on his book. One hand, lazily threading through Meeko’s softened orange strands while the other kept the ledger secured.
Meeko had come down with something gnarly a few days prior but was fighting off the brunt of it this evening as the wheezing sound of her breaths filled the silence of the room. Biziil would absent mindedly kiss the top of her head every so often just to remind her he was still paying close attention, if she were to need anything.
Connie was working overtime to make up for the time Meeko was out sick, their hard working girl. Connie always thought it best Biz did the care taking most times, Connie always felt at a loss when her partners were sick. Leaving her helpless and aching for their health.
Meeko’s eyes barely cracked open an inch, looking over the barely legible words on the book her partner read. Her mouth hung open, nose too stuffed and full to even consider a nose hole to breathe through. She sighed, heavily, her chest caving and following the motion with a hacking, and violent cough. “Hnnn….” She whimpered after. She really just wanted to breathe normally again, but every time she tested the waters she found that familiar prickle, scratching at the back door. ‘Let me out….’ It threatened and beckoned for her. ‘Let me out!’ But she couldn’t. She was so comfortable and she ran the huge risk of dampening the pages of her lover’s book. “SndfF…” she tried her best to clear herself of the fog. To no avail.
“Darling?” Biziil looked down, hearing the concave struggle of his girlfriend’s breathing, and more or less sniffled struggling. “Do you need another tissue, my love?” He asked softly, already preparing himself to grab one before she even decided to nod yes. However, she did.
“Please,” she responded with the most pathetic, low volume voice one could possibly muster in a time like this.
“Of course, Princess,” setting his book down for a moment he reaches over his side in order to grab a tissue from the box beside him on the ground. The box had once been on the side table by the couch but with a change of position, it was too hard to reach. The bear had properly placed it next to him on the floor, and was more than prepared as his fingers expertly swafted a tissue from its box with a *thwiff*. “Here you are sweetness,” handing it to her, but before she could even reach out, her face threatened to crack under the weight of her virus. Twisting and scrunching to avoid the fatality.
Her chest felt hot, her head started to sweat and she realized there was no out running the inevitable. Her nose starts to drip just ever so slightly, her hand working to push the stream back, but found it hard to keep her eyes open while doing so. Her body shivers, her head starts to pound and the more she tries not to think about it, the more prevalent it becomes. Sitting on the folds of her frontal lobe. “H-Hih….” She hitches, trying to swallow it back the second it falls from her mouth. “Hh…hhi—…HIH…” Biziil now scrambling to set his book aside, and cradle the back of her head in his now free left hand, and the right coming to a pinch just under her nostrils.
Just in the Knick of time, because the second the tissue was placed in the correct positioning, Meeko blew the top straight off her lip. “hih’KKSSSHHHuh!!” Loud, pronounced, her body shook, her legs buckled the sheer force and display drew up a brightened pink blush across the bear’s face. Without much warning or notice, the young woman finds herself yet again, struggling to catch a breath. Her throat clasps around the intake of air and shuts out any ability to get a good breath in. She stutters, almost hiccups as it sticks inside her throat.
“Let it out darling, don’t hold them back like that….you know how demanding they are,” he clicked his tongue, rubbing the back of her neck between 4 fingers and his thumb. Hoping the motion could soothe her some. It couldn’t. “Hh-h…HIH…h…. HA’AETTCCCHH’uh!! Eh’KSSSSOO, K’SHIEW!!” They were prominent, thunderous, they echoed the picture framed walls and Biz held onto her for dear life, as if everything they lived for was at stake, swiping, pinching, scooping what mess he could with the tissue still clutched to her face.
“Goodness, my love…Bless you,” his voice concerned, his eyebrows furrowed as his hand moved back to pushing the white bangs from her forehead, feeling her temperature. “Sweet girl, you’re burning up….”
Meeko turns, buries her face into the crook of Biziil’s armpit, trying her best to hide the deepened scarlett blush that decorated her usually pale face. “Hnnn….do’d loog ad me….” She whimpered with embarrassment. She absolutely hated how loud her sneezes were, they always made her feel less feminine somehow.
“It’s alright, darling, there’s really no need to apologize,” the grey haired man chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “Come now, don’t hide one of my favorite things to look at….” He leaned in closer to her ear, gently moving the orange threads that once shielded it.
“Hnnn….” She groaned back at him, wishing to disappear into a pile of ash. Or sneeze goo. Whichever she could manage first and faster.
“Do you wish to go to the bedroom, Princess?” Biziil asks her softly, in a gentle whisper as his arms tighten around her.
“……No……” her own voice softer this time, almost too muffled for the larger to make out, but he still strained every muscle he could to hear it.
“Then we shall stay here like this, for as long as you wish, my dove,” pulling her face from within his pit, they now face each other, eye to eye. “I love you, beautiful,” he leans in to kiss her tender lips before Meeko quickly shoved her index finger between them.
“I love you too Bizzy…..but I don’t want you to get sick…” her voice almost breaks, not from sadness but from the scratchiness, the soreness and the over all trashy way she was feeling. Her lidded eyes looked up at his with sincerity, and all he could do was smile.
“It’ll be worth everyday I fall ill….now please,” he responds in a sultry, but gentle tone, before leaning in and pressing their lips lovingly together.
The End
Author’s Notes: I know it’s not very long but I just wanted to write something cute, fluffy, and sweet 🥹🥹🥹 I loved writing this tbh. 🥰💚
Does anyone kick their feet and giggle at the idea of someone just having “a case of the sniffles”
Like be still my beating heart that’s ADORABLE.
Like sniffling itself I find gets me blushing but like…the cold is so small you call it the sniffles 🥹 that’s so sweet I just wanna bundle you in a blanket and hand you tissues
character A has always been insecure about their nose, they don’t love the way it looks and they don’t like any attention on it. They were teased and bullied for their nose growing up, especially the lower half of it.
So, whenever they catch a cold/their allergies act up and their nose is all red, they feel the need to hide it as best they can so people aren’t looking at their nose: makeup, masks, tissues, scarves.
Now it’s the first time they’ve caught a cold since living with their partner B for the first time, and they keep going through great lengths to cover their nose until it’s time for bed.
B and A are laying facing each other, and A has the blankets up to cover their nose, and while B thinks it’s a cute for a second they do get a little worried.
“Babe don’t you think you should pull the blanket down a little so you can breath? I don’t want you to suffocate or anything”
B goes to pull it down but A quickly pulls it back up. B isnt really pressing it far just giving an awkward “Okaaayyy”
A tries to make something up; but they’re tired and feeling vulnerable so they admit the truth: with the blanket still covering their nose ofc.
“It’s just that, I really don’t like my nose, and now that’s it’s all red I’m afraid of you staring at it and realizing how ugly it is.”
B takes their hand and rubs A’s back. “Baby. I love all of you. And that includes your nose, which is absolutely beautiful by the way, and I’m not just saying that. It’s perfect. And you’re sick, you shouldn’t be worrying about how you look. Just worry about feeling better okay?”
A smiles and brings the blanket down “okay.”
“See! There you are! Mwah!” b plants a peck on the tip of A’s nose, which of course sends them into a miniature sneezing fit that makes them duck back into the blanket anyway to avoid spraying B.
Author’s Notes: I can’t get the Thruple out of my head. I simply can not. I need more Biz and his GIRLS T^T Cover art by @aller-geez she also owns Meeko :>
Description: Meeko & Connie have both come down w/ a cold & are left incapacitated, it’s up to their bf Biziil to care for them. (For Anyone who may have an issue; Connie is a MTF w/out surgery. 🫶🏻)
Biziil was busy making breakfast in the kitchen when he started to hear the snuffled symphony of his sickly girlfriends. It had been since the evening of yesterday that they had fallen prey to a virus. He felt his world crumble in moments like these, unable to help them further than medicine and sustenance. He shook his braided hair back and forth, brewing up a cup of ginger and green tea for each of his special girls. Putting a pause on his own needs.
As he carried the steaming cups of tea to his and girlfriends' bedroom, Biz couldn't help but feel grateful for his two beautiful partners, happy to be in good health to be by their sides. They had been together for two years now, and although it wasn't always easy, Biziil knew that he was lucky to have them in his life.
He gently pushed open the door to their bedroom and was immediately hit with the scent of sickness. His girlfriends were curled up together in bed, their bodies entwined as they snuggled under the covers. Chimes of groans and muffled sniffles filled the space. Biziil placed the cups of tea on the bedside table and climbed onto the bed placing himself comfortably inbetween them both, snuggling up to his partners and stroking their hair.
"Feeling any better?" he asked softly, his lips brushing against Meek's forehead.
"Not really," Meeko responded weakly as she snuffled her leaking nose, her voice hoarse but she leaned into the large man’s frame with ease. "But having you here makes it easier to bear."
Biziil smiled, feeling a rush of affection for his suffering girlfriend. He leaned in and pressed his lips firmly to her clammy forehead once more. "Is there anything I can do to help? Meds aren’t for another hour…" He asked pushing a few strands of her white bangs out of her lime green eyes.
"Honestly Bear....I'm not sure...e-ev..." suddenly caught off guard by the stinging urge within her nose. It was tickling her whole face, and she rubbed the sensitive nostrils in circles against the blanket she held close to her chest. "H-Hih..." her breath caught in her throat, and Biz braced himself for impact. With a sudden forceful burst, Meeko let out a loud sneeze into the open air in front of her, her body convulsing with the effort. "Kh'CHIEW!!" Biziil held her tightly as she sneezed, rubbing her back soothingly. Connie gently reaching over to take the ginger girl's hand, rubbing her small thumb pad across the top of the space there.
"Shh, it's okay," he whispered, pressing gentle kisses to her temple. "Just let it out,"
Meeko nodded weakly, sniffling as she wiped at her nose with a tissue she'd suddenly been handed by her boyfriend. Biziil adjusted slightly, his left arm wrapped around Connie's waist and his right around Meeko's neck. His lilac orbs taking a look down at his mute girlfriend. She was also fairly ill, but seemed to be lost in a sick like trance as her dark sapphires stared blankly up at him.
Biziil settled in beside her, running his fingers along the side of the waist band of her underwear. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and love for the two women in his life. They had built a beautiful bond together, full of love and trust. "My poor darlings...under the weather on such a gorgeous day...my heart breaks," Biz said squeezing both girls into his side further. Connie sniffled, her own suffering pending as her nose began to prickle and sting.
"Hnn.." she mumbled softly before trying her best to twist and rub her nose freely but to no use. The burning desire to let it out only grew as her body trembled beside her boyfriend. "Eh..." it started, her breath hitched and her head started to lean back. "EH...chiew~" it came out light, much different compared to Meeko, gentle. However gentle it was though, her nostrils started to leak profusely, and she whimpered in a congested fashion.
Biziil reached out to grab a handful of tissues from the bedside table, holding them out for Connie to take. "Here, my love," he said, his voice soft and comforting. "I’m so proud of you for letting it out,”
Connie nodded gratefully, taking the tissues and wiping at her nose. She let out another gentle sneeze, her body shaking slightly as she did so. "Hih... Hih... Chiew.." she sneezed again, her nose now redder than before.
Biziil pressed his forehead down onto the top of her head, his motion gentle and soothing. "There we go, my sweet…" he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her cheek now. "Get it out, Princess…you’re doing so good…” he praised her lovingly as he started to plant tiny kisses across her forehead.
Meeko snuggled closer, her body still weak from her own sickness. "Bunny...." she whimpered gently her fingers wrapping around Connie's, now comforting her as her body betrayed her. "Bizzy...I think...I think Bunny needs some extra.." she paused real quick to sniff up a very full sounding snort of congestion. "Attention..." biting her lower lip before looking up at him with an innocence that suggested something darker behind it.
"What do you suggest, my little mouse?" running his fingers now through her sticky orange hairs. Meeko looked up at Biziil with a mischievous glint in her eye. "I think she needs a little...distraction," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Something to take her mind off of the sickness."
Biziil raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "And what kind of distraction do you have in mind?" he asked, though knowing very well what is sneaky sickly girlfriend was up to.
Meeko giggled softly, her cheeks flushing as she leaned in to whisper something in his ear. Biziil's eyes widened in surprise, pulling his head back now to scan a quick gaze up and down her poor face. Her eyes were darker than usual, with tired circles and she was adorable disheveled, her nose bright pink from the insistent rubbing and wiping. "Darling! You two are far too sick for any of that...." he said clicking his tongue in a tsking fashion, shaking his grey hairs back and forth.
"P-Please, Bizzy? Look at her..." Meeko pouted with softer eyes now, looking over at the white and black haired girl. Both of them sniffled, Connie's eyes watering as she felt another sternutation building within her sinuses. Her mouth fell open and her eyes squinted towards her partner's, trying her best to swish and hide her head into the crook of her boyfriend's neck. To no use, Connie let out another soft kitten like sneeze.
"H'Kkisssh!" spraying across the polar bear's exposed neck he sucked in a sharp gasp, the sudden wetness on his skin causing his body to tremble. His arm tightening around her as he rubbed her back gently. Meeko squeaked, moving her hand over to Connie's thigh and squeezing that space gently with concern.
"Bizzy...." the ginger girl whimpered helplessly, looking between the two of them as their girlfriend suffered beside them. Meeko was about to speak again before by surprise her own nose exploded into a fit.
"eHT'ScHU! H-Hih..Ka....KhH'HISSSHh'Uh!" Meeko was unable to gather her hand, or her arm, and blew a mess in between her two lovers. "I-Ib s-so sobby..." she gasped her voice becoming collateral damage to her stuffy fit. She snuffed loudly trying to clean up the mess resting on her upper lip with the back of her hand, luckily Biz was there with a tissue though. Tenderly, he dabbed at her face, wiping away the wet pollution that clung to her skin.
"My little mouse...." Biz clicked his tongue again as he felt incredibly powerless during this moment.
"P-Pleade...Biddy....Distract us?" she sniffled weakly, looking up at him with those watery, lime greens, her nose tip red and agitated as Biz continued to dab it.
"Darling....you're ill," his tone apprehensive, he was at a loss. He would normally do absolutely anything and everything for his darling girls. However, he did feel inherently selfish to take advantage of either of his poor suffering ladies.
"Bear..." she tried again, whimpering desperately as she started to slowly slink a leg over him, her foot just barely brushing over Connie's entagled leg as well. "Pleadee..." begging again in her state of weakness.
Biziil sighed, his resolve weakening as he looked down at his two sickly women. "Alright, alright," he said, giving in. "But only if you promise to take it easy and get some rest afterwards."
Meeko and Connie both nodded eagerly, their eyes lighting up at the prospect of a distraction from their illness. Biziil leaned down to press a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads before moving to sit at the end of the bed. "Okay," he said, his voice low and husky. "I'll do my best to distract you."
He began to slowly undress, his movements languid and sensual. Meeko and Connie watched with rapt attention, their eyes following every movement of his muscles as he shed his clothing. Biziil climbed back onto the bed, positioning himself in between his two girlfriends.
He began to kiss and caress them both, his hands roaming over their bodies as his lips trailed over their skin. The three of them becoming a blend of bodies now.
Connie let out a soft moan, her body reacting to Biziil's touch despite her illness. Meeko's eyes fluttered closed as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body and not the stuffy feeling within her nose. Biziil continued to explore their bodies, his movements growing more urgent as their passion began to rise. His mouth finding it's way onto Connie's sharing an impassioned kiss, their tongues lazily swirling against each other.
Suddenly, Meeko let out a loud sneeze, her body shaking from the force of it. "Eht'CHIEW!" Biziil paused momentarily pulling away from the leopard, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay, my little mouse?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle.
Meeko nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm fibe," she said, her voice husky from the passion they had just shared. "Jusd a libble sneede."
Biziil chuckled softly, his fingers brushing through her hair. "You're such a little troublemaker," he said fondly. "But I love you anyway."
Connie watched them with a smile on her face, her hand now brushing against Meeko's inner thigh, gripping it with a force that caused the girl to mewl softly. She kissed down Biziil's neck. Her kisses were tender, and her breath was hot against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He looked up at those hazy sapphire blues with a mischievous glint in his eye, before capturing her lips with his own in an desirable kiss.
His free hand moved to the back of her neck, tugging softly to bring her closer as they entwined their tongues. His fingers traced circles on the small of the space as they continued their passionate movements. They stayed like that for some time until finally, they broke apart for air. Meeko's hand slid its way up Biz's nude thigh, brushing her slim fingers across his livening length.
Biziil moaned softly, his body tensing as he felt Meeko's teasing fingers. Connie moved her hand further up Meeko's body now, playfully caressing her breasts and eliciting a gasp from the girl. Biziil's grip on Connie tightened, and he continued to brush his fingertips across Meeko's moistening womanhood. His kisses became more intense as they both reveled in the sensations of pleasure that they were providing each other. He switched his focus back and forth between them, never once breaking contact with either one of them. All three of them were overcome with an intense wave of lust as they explored each other's bodies.
"Look at my girl...already so wet...I can see the urgency now, little mouse," His voice was hot when he broke the kiss with Connie, who was in search for more as she gracefully reached across from Biz to connect her lips against her sniffly girlfriend's.
Their kiss was a feverish one, filled with hunger and desire. They moved their lips against each other messily, their tongues exploring every inch of each other's mouths. With every touch, Meeko felt herself becoming lost in the moment. Her breathing became heavier, her heart racing as they continued to explore each others bodies. It felt like nothing else mattered in that moment, just the three of them and the pleasure they were feeling. Nothing could stop them from getting lost in this beautiful moment of pure bliss. Besides..Connie..suddenly feeling a hot itch in the back of her throat, that familiar prickle creeping up on her, and Meeko could feel it building behind the kiss.
“Hih…” their lips pulled away but faces still inches apart. Meeko ran her free hand up the leopard girl’s neck and caressing her jaw line with the delicate touch of her fingers.
“Are you gonna blow, my love?” The ginger haired girl asked sweetly, her lime greens scanning freely over the woman’s features. Connie nodded weakly her eyes squinting as she tried to fight it back, finding it to be a huge hurdle in such a case.
“Don’t be scared, darling, let it out..” Biz now chimed in to assure her, Meeko nodding swiftly grabbing a tissue, bringing it up over her nose and mouth before pressing their foreheads together.
“Go on pretty girl…” the ginger woman whispered delicately before Connie finally allowed herself to release confidently into the soft material.
“H’HihT’Chiew!” Her brows furrowing inward as she blew into the tissue in front of her, foreheads pressing harder into each other, but Meeko had already braced herself for the impact.
“Good girl…” she said with a genuine smile, before rubbing and wiping the girl’s nostrils clean and then pressing their lips loving back into a passionate reunion.
As tongues entangled with each other and their breath became heavy once again. It was as if they were both trying to savor the moment. Their hands explored each other's bodies, touching and caressing every inch of skin that they could reach. Biziil continued to pleasure Meeko, slipping his digits past her underwear and dancing circles around her clit until she moaned in delight. Connie continued to massage and play with Meeko's tender breasts, pinching and pulling in delicious motions, knowing just how sensitive they were. The hand that once was on Connie's neck trailed down her flat a-cup chest, pinching at her buds and causing an involuntary shudder from the girl before Biz slowly descended his hand on Connie's aching princess wand.
Connie let out a soft moan as Biziil massaged her center, completely mesmerized by the sensations he was provoking in her body. Her hips began to move in circular motions now as if beckoning him for more than what he had already provided.
Biziil's eyes filled with a hunger he hadn't felt in some time as he looked at the two beautiful women before him. He wanted to taste them, and experience their pleasure together. He pulled himself off and out of each girl, ripping the covers off them, forcing Meeko into the middle of the bed and spreading her legs apart. Making himself comfortable and at home between her slender legs, he leaned his face into take a deep inhale. "God you smell so good..." he licked his lips hungrily. He let his fingers first tease her, pushing her panties carefully to the side with his other hand, squeezing her clit between his index and middle, before leaning his face down more and sliding his tongue flat across her lips. He inhaled again. "Intoxicating..." he whispered before he took her sensitive swelling bean behind his lips. His tongue lapped and sucked at her swollen and soaking pussy as his one other hand now trailed over, his face keeping her underwear to the side, as he worked Connie's body still, his hand twisting and massaging her needy hen. She moaned out in pure bliss, her body shaking from all the various sensations she was feeling.
Meeko too was enjoying the pleasure that Biziil was giving her as his tongue explored every inch of her innermost depths. The intensity of this moment had taken over all three of them, and it showed no signs of ceasing anytime soon. Meeko’s head fell back lazily, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, as she let out a pleasured cry. Rolling her hips downward into Biz’s actions, but despite as well as everything was going…the ginger haired girl felt the cold’s symptoms creeping up behind the scenes.
She tried holding herself into this current reality but what was really happening inside her sinuses was running the show. Her nostrils flared gently, back and forth as it built up behind her nose. “O-oh..n-eHT’ScHu!!” She blew, spraying in front of her as speckled bits of saliva drifted over her own features as well as her chest.
“B-bless you…” Connie whimpered gently, not allowing the intense pleasure of their bear’s palm ever let her neglect their girl. Biziil groaned in his chest, still sliding his mouth in calculated motions but unable to hide how much it turned him on to hear their mute speak in such passionate settings. Caring so deeply that their little wolf was heard. The room filled with sound of soft sniffles, moving mouths, and muffled moans.
Biziil felt himself becoming more aggressive with his movements as the two girls moaned and begged for more. His tongue pressed harder against Meeko's swollen clit, his hands massaging and exploring Connie's body in ways that he thought would evoke louder sounds from her. The intensity of this moment was too much to handle, every moan and sound echoing off the walls and vibrating through their bodies. Biziil could feel himself about to explode as he explored both these beautiful women in front of him, his body filled with such a deep satisfaction that words couldn't describe it.
He hadn't felt like this in years; no longer was he the shy boy he once was, instead replaced by a passionate lover who knew just how to please his two beauties. His hunger only seemed to grow as he continued to pleasure the two of them mercilessly. Meeko's body trembled, legs shaking violently as she felt herself fall over the edge of pleasure, her orgasm washing over her as she arched her back in sheer ecstasy her mouth falling open in a long loud moan. "Hhaaah~ Beeaarr... pleade...I need yob...i-inside..." her face breaking out in a full blush as she begged for him to fill her up.
Connie too urged him on, wrapping her hand around his wrist to tug him forward, trailing hot wet kisses down Meeko's neck and chest, her breathing labored from a stuffy nose. She whispered sweet words of encouragement, a rare moment for them both to witness their mute being so vocal with their girlfriend, advocating for their little mutt's pleasure, as if urging him to give Meeko what she needed. Both girls were filled with such overwhelming lust that it seemed almost too much to bear, and yet they both couldn't get enough. In a matter of minutes their bodies had gone from teasing each other slowly to an intense frenzy, all three of them desperately wanting more.
The desire was so intense that it seemed almost too much for the three of them to handle - but none of them wanted it to end. Biziil slowly slid his fully hardened cock inside of Meeko's tight awaiting walls, her body welcoming him in with open arms and letting out a loud moan. His desire to please these two beautiful women seemed to have no limits as he grabbed Connie in a fistful of hair, pulling her back up to him as he reunited his lips with hers. Their tongues intertwined delicately as his hips began to thrust forward slowly at first before picking up momentum. His movements grew more passionate and frantic with every passing second, each thrust sending shockwaves through their bodies that only seemed to grow and become more intense as time went on. Biziil simply could not get enough of them, whether it be from the blissful pleasure he derived from being between their legs or the sight of them being filled with pleasure by one another's hands; all three of them were lost in this moment, unable to escape the intensity that was radiating off them.
His breathing grew heavy and labored as the pleasure cascaded over him, Meeko panting, whimpering needlessly as she felt Biz fill her tight entrance. "B-Bunny..." she called out for her girl, who knowingly reached down to grip Meeko's splayed out hand, squeezing it tightly. Biz groaned deep from his chest, hearing his princess call out for the other. "L-let me touch y-you..." she mewled again looking up at Connie as her and their boyfriend's lips continued to move together. Though Biz currently was in charge of this task, he gracefully removed his hand, breaking the kiss long enough to watch the two connect. The little wolf's hand now gripping Connie's aching hen, slowly pumping the organ with movements so quick.
The intensity of the pleasure was too much and before any of them could do anything about it, Meeko came again, her body trembling uncontrollably as she fell back into the mattress, calling out Biziil's name in a mix of wonderment and gasp. He released his grip on the leopard’s head who sunk to their girlfriend’s side while he drove himself deeper. Connie whispering loving praises into Meeko's ear now, petting her sweaty ginger locks as her orgasm followed shortly after. Connie's hips bucking forward, freezing in place before she stuttered weakly, releasing her glitter across Meeko's chest. "That's my good girls..." Biziil praised them as he watched with hungry desire witnessing them spill over their limits.
The sight of them both satisfied and filled him with pleasure, breathing heavily from their own climaxes was too much for Biziil to bear. His body was teeming with desire to join them in bliss and now more than ever he felt the hungry urge to be deep inside his other sweet rose - his other equally beautiful and amazing girl. He released himself from Meeko's embrace, grabbing Connie by her waist as he rolled her across Meeko's stomach. Their bodies forming a cross between the two, he positioned himself behind Connie before gently spreading apart her ass cheeks as he slowly began pushing his already soaked cock deep into her tight walls. Connie released a shuddering moan, her voice cracking halfway through, her back arching against their girlfriend under her.
He moaned deeply, gritting his teeth as his eyes closed shut, his hands gripping tightly onto her plump ass cheeks while they both moved together in perfect symphony. Each thrust feeling better than the last; the pleasure was threatening to overtake him as Meeko started to lovingly play with Connie's hair, whispering naughty words to her. "That's my pretty girl...that's right honey...take every inch..shh.." she cooed at her girlfriend who could only cry out pathetically in response. "You're so good for us..." sliding her hand now under Connie's body, finding one of her erect and waiting buds, pulling and twisting on it tenderly.
Biziil used both his hands to keep her ass cheeks perfectly spread in order to watch his cock disappear inside her. Her body trembling in delight as she fully lost herself in the pleasure his thrusts brought her. The sight was too much and within moments he could feel himself reaching closer and closer towards orgasm, unable to contain himself any further as a loud groan ripped through his lips.
He came deep into Connie, his fingers digging deeply into her cheeks as he kissed her neck softly, the last few thrusts colliding with her prostate and sending her over the edge. Her orgasm hitting her so hard she nearly blacked out, but managed to keep herself conscious enough to enjoy every second of it. The sight of them both drained and satisfied by one another's touch was truly wondrous; Meeko praising them both for their actions and accomplishments as they all three snuggled up close to each other tightly in exhaustion. "That....was so amazing....I even think....my sinuses are a bit more clear...." Meeko huffed tiredly her head resting now on that of Biziil's shoulder. He chuckled breathlessly, leaning down to kiss her on the top of her messy ginger head.
"Glad I could satisfy, m'lady," cracking a side smirk before looking over at Connie. The sight of her face so peaceful and relaxed, as she slowly drifted into dreamland was too much for him to ignore. He smiled gently at her before whispering his goodnights in her ear, leaning down to give her a tender and loving hug. "Isnt she so beautiful?" Meeko asked softly as they both turned their gaze onto her.
"You both are simply breathtaking....I'm truly the luckiest man in this whole galaxy and beyond..." his kind words sending a wave of adoration and love over the girl, scooting in closer to him. Biz looked over now at his little wolf, unable to stop himself from smiling lovingly down at her. The ginger haired girl couldn't help but blush lightly, her lime green eyes making contact with deep lilac orbs.
"I love you, Bear," she said softly, followed by a lazy yawn that left her lips.
"I love you too, Little Wolf," his words being followed by a long melodic purr and nuzzle into her hair. "I love you too, Bunny," Biziil chimed in once more as he placed a loving kiss atop Connie's sleeping head.
"I love you...all," Meeko whispered out weakly losing her battle with the sand man, letting out a long sigh before finally drifting off into a peaceful slumber.
The end
Author’s Notes: 🫠🫠🫠🫠 stop it I literally love them so much it hurts. I hope you guys enjoyed 👉🏻👈🏻
