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The Monstrous Eel and His CuttleFish~
by VenusOblis
Reader has always been quiet, not seen, never heard.
That didn't change when she was quite literally dropped into the world of Twisted Wonderland. The second chance too possible be acknowledged by the people around her is quickly fading. She feels doomed to continue being a shadow for the rest of her life even if that also means being stuck in this new world all alone.
So what happens when she catches the eye of someone everyone wouldn't think of twice?
Oh you don't feel seen? Well a certain sea-dwelling eel has his eyes set and his new interest isn't changing anytime soon.
Words: 2719, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Twisted-Wonderland (Video Game), Twisted-Wonderland: The Animation (Anime)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Grim (Twisted-Wonderland), Enma Yuuken, Yuu | Player (Twisted-Wonderland), Jade Leech, Azul Ashengrotto, Floyd Leech, Reader, Malleus Draconia
Relationships: Floyd Leech/Reader
Additional Tags: Not Beta Read, Reader-Insert, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Female Reader-Insert, implied chubby reader, Chubby Reader-Insert, Lonely Reader, Floyd Leech Being Floyd Leech, Floyd Leech Being a Little Shit, Floyd Leech’s Nicknames, Jade Leech Being a Little Shit, Background Jade Leech, Background Azul Ashengrotto, Ace Trappola Being an Idiot, Deuce Spade Tries, Yuuken being sweet, Grim is an idiot, Self Confidence Issues, Slow Build, Slow Romance, Floyd Leech-centric, Floyd leech/Reader - Freeform, How Do I Tag, I hate tags, I'm Bad At Tagging
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/482Q1qH
Lol five posts, can’t wait to do more. It’s always so hard starting up blogs like this. Having other blogs with 10,000+ followers and 500+ posts over the spans of like 2-3 years makes me forget how it all started. Hoping this blog lasts as long as those blogs too.
Deadass if this post doesn't get any likes from anyone in the Date Everything fandom then I'm just going to have to believe I'm shadowbanned or something lol
Always Watching When You Least Expect It// Fem!Reader/Hector (NSFW)
Summary: Reader hasn't had a minute to herself in months. So when she finally gets a moment of peace and quiet she wants to enjoy that.
By having some personal alone time in her own room, away from prying eyes.
Unbeknownst to her, she's not actually alone.
Her secret admirer has other plans as he watches the show in secret.
The perfect seat you ask?
The vent right across from her bed of course.
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Tags: Hector Valentino Airnesto Condicionado/Reader | Hector Valentino Airnesto Condicionado/You | Hector Valentino Airnesto Condicionado/Player Character | Hector Valentino Airnesto Condicionado Reader | Player Character (Date Everything!) | How Do I Tag | I hate tagging | I'm Bad At Tagging | Hector is a freak | Freaky vent man | Reader is lonely | Reader-Insert | Reader-Interactive | Masturbation | Mutual Masturbation | Vaginal Fingering | Fingerfucking | Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation | Coming In Pants | Hiding | Voyeurism | He's in the vents! | Creepy | Stalking |
With a overly dramatic sigh Reader flopped onto her freshly made bed.
The sheets still warm and her wonderful blanket soft against her damp skin. Fresh out of the dryer, it smelled ever so lovely. The deeper she inhaled she wondered if she had actually gone a tad bit over bored with the laundry softer. But she digressed as she deserved the luxury of a nice soft comforter.
For the first time in weeks she fet fully relaxed. Free from any worries in the outside world beyond her front door. Work was done, errands complete along with the massive amount of chores she had been putting off for days now. Now she could enjoy her nice cozy bed all to herself for the night.
With a relaxed sigh she slowly propped herself up with her ebows. Bathrobe loose around her still ever so wet figure. She did a quick towel dry before getting out of the bathroom but ultimately decided to do a bit of a air dry. It wasn't as if she was going anywhere else tonight. For now she could just relax for a while. Not a sound filled her ears for what felt like hours but in reality was only minutes. Eyes drifting closed for a bit, just enjoying the peace.
But it was short-lived.
"...I-I don't really know what I'm supposed to do now. This is kinda boring?" she quickly sat up making her bed dip ever so slightly.
Thinking back this really was the first time in forever since she had time to herself. Work was always crowding her in every way or she was busy doing something that truly needed to be done. Now she was all by herself with no clue on what do with herself and the free time she now had. She chewed lightly at her bottom lip whole trying to think of something too do.
Maybe she could watch a movie? Nah not feeling it.
Oh play a game? Too much brain power, she wanted to relax.
Dinner? She could do that later, it was still early in the evening and nowhere near dinner time.
She groaned in annoyance with every passing thought.
Suddenly a new idea popped into her head, it made her cheeks grow hot. The thought itself was to outlandish at all but it had been a while. She was a grown adult for god sakes! She shouldn't be all hot and bothered by the idea at all.
It had been weeks since she last touched her in any kind of intimate way. Hell months without someone else touching her like that. A shiver ran up her spine while thinking about it. The sensation of imaginary fingers trailing over her skin, ghosting over such closed-off areas of her body. There was a pang of loneliness that washed over her but she digressed.
Maybe she deserved to have a little fun with herself during some nice alone time.
A grin broke across her lips as she got up from her spot. Looking around she quick walked over and started by dimmed her bedroom lights. The door was dark but not enough to make it impossible to see, her nightstand lights lit the room partially. Highlighting her nights and her perfect sheets just right. She rummaged around in her night stand and pulled out a brand new candle, a late gift she had yet to use. Finding a lighter she lit the candle, setting it back down the the night stand ever so slightly.
Withen minutes the room was filled with the lovely scent of the candle wax.
It mingled with the fresh sheets just right. It lulled her into a deep sense of relaxation that had her going limp in the joints.
She crawled back into her bed and got settled back in. Moments later she was undewing the thin belt of her robe. She let it fall to her side as she opened up the slightly damp covering.
She let her eyes flutter ever so slightly closed as her fingers started to dance over her flesh. Naked and smooth over raw skin. Starting from her chest and moving down the valley of her belly, dancing over her ribs along the way. It had been too long. Way too long.
Letting a moan slip out as she started to get closer to her more sensitive bits. Finger tips starting to graze over the patch of hair between her legs. She let out a shakey breath as she finally found her folds, still damp with the moisture from the earlier shower. But now it was also mixed with her own juices that ever so slowly started to leak out.
It was warm and wet as she started to play with herself fully. Moans slipped out of her lips as she circled her clit in tight circles. Doing her best to speed up the pleasure dke the time being. Two fingers worked her clit while she let another prod at her twitching hole. Tight and warm, ready to be touched by her own fingers. Her free hand came up to push open her robe complete and play with her left breast. Squeezing it in her hand and ever so gently cupping it. Pulling her nipples in the process.
It sent a twitch up her spine making her arch her back, mouth falling open for her first loud moan.
She missed this.
She missed the feeling of being touched in all the right places even if it was from her own hands.
Loud pants filled the room, echoing off them in a frenzy with each and every passing moment. In her own little world the whole time as she focused souly on her own pleasure for once.
So ingorced in her own pleasure she didn't even hear the loud thud that sounded from the other side of the vent on the opposite side of her room.
The sound coming from the vent that just so happened to be directly across from her bed, which overlooks it perfectly from that angle.
Hector knew what he was doing the minute he found himself staring from behind the vent that overlooked Reader's bedroom. He didn't even hesitate to sit pretty and anchor himself down right in front of it. His dark eyes locked in though the metal grate of the vent opening. The sight before him was to good to pass up.
He genuinely couldn't remember the last time he had caught the woman in such a compromising position. He could only guess that it had been months since the last time he had seen her like this. Hand tucked between her legs, moans spilling from her lips. Sweat glistening in lamp light that only made the experience that much sweeter.
If he didn't stop himself he would probably start drooling at any minute. He could already feel his mouth starting to water from just the sight.
"Fffuckkk..." he hissed out as he watched Reader switch positions. Her back fell to the bed while her legs parted, feet planted to the bed. He could see her even better now from the new position. In the dim light he could make out her pussy.
He could more so hear it now.
As the minutes ticked by she grew even more wet to the point with every passing swipe of her fingers he could hear the way her fingers passed through her own mess. By now she was panting so loud that he could hear it through the vent system itself. His cheeks felt flushed the longer he watched.
It wasn't long before his own hand started to ascended down his body. He didn't hesitate to shove his own hand into his pants, pushing past the waisted band of his boxers and reaching in. He roughly grabbed himself, hissing in the process. His eyes watched the rhythm of her hands. Soon enough he was matching her pace. The urge to sync up with her because abundant in his mind.
He wanted to be there.
He wanted to touch her.
Smell her.
Feel her.
He wanted to taste her on his own tongue.
A want, no, a need.
His hand speed up without a second thought, thumb dragging over the sensitive head of his cock. It leaked down the shaft and no doubt was leaving a stain on his pants. But he didn't worry about that as he just continued to watch.
"Come on come on I'm so close just a little bit more..." her voice whinned thought the room. Her pace started to pick up along with her breathing. By now she was sopping wet and making a mess of the inside of her robe. Her clear cum making a small river down her ass cheeks and spatter along her once clean thighs. It didn't mater how wide her stance was she was still among a mess of herself.
The sounds she made fell on deaf ears as she only wished to find her own much-needed release.
She was panting out loud mixed with the hard hitting of he rlip that threatened to break the skin. It was raw and red and just inches from breaking soft skin and spilling blood. Her head thrown back hard into the pillow behind her head.
She needed to cum and now.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" her voice picked up as her hand moved even more violent. The hand that once cupped her breasts moved to between her legs where she then shoved two fingers into herself in a last ditch effort to bring herself to completion. With what strength she could muster up she started fingering her, thrusting as deep and fast as she could. Her walls twitched around them hard.
Hector covered his mouth as he thrusts up into his own hand. His eyes glazsed over as all he could do was watch from his spot hidden from plain sight. He wishes he could go down there and fuck her himself, but all he could do was watch from his hidden spot.
There was no way she would ever want him.
Never in a million years would he get the chance to be down there, being the one to finish her off. To be between her thighs. His fingers being the ones that finger fucked her wide open until she was screaming for him. His hand sped up as he let his mind wander and his eyes cloud over. He shoved his own fingers into his mouth in a attempt to hide his own moan. Clearly she couldn't hear him from down there. Lucky for him.
It was only a matter of minutes before she was orgasmimg long and hard against her own fingers.
The ungodly sound that left her lips sounded unmatched to anything be had ever heard before.
He watchede the erotic scene in front of him.
Her knee drew up to her chest while her toes curled in the air. Thighs spasming hard against her upper body for a good two or three minutes. Her fingers sputter while playing with her overstimulator clit. Too swollen and wet for its own good.
But the best part of the show?
They clear spray that shot between her legs that ruined hr freshly washed bed sheets.
Her pussy twitched violently as she rode her high with her full palm against her pussy.
She didn't remember the last time she squirted so hard but it sure as hell felt good.
It was long and hot as she sprayed her blankets with her clear juices, the scream leaving her lips all to easy. Any other time she might have been embarrassed. Her whole body arced and then fell back ontothe bed completely boneless. Panting she tried her best to keep her legs wide open. The air was even to much for her right now. She could physical feel her cunt throbbing with every passing second. Her heartbeat literal shaking her pussy with each and every breath that passed though her lips.
She was threw a arm over her face as she just lay there panting.
Once again she didn't even notice the noise that shook the air vent once more.
With a loud crash Hector's forehead planted against the metal great in front of him. Eyes locked on her shaking cunt. The mess she made between her legs sending him over the edge.
He gripped his dick hard at the base with one last tug. He gruted long and hard as he released into his hand. Thick white streaks plastered agisnt the inside of his boxers, leaking down his balls and into his once clean white pants. He didn't care as he let go. Rope after rope of hot cum spilled onto his cloths, ruining them and leaving him in a sticky wet mess.
His cheeks suddenly flushed as he realized what he just did.
Well more so the fact he just bashes his skull into the metal grate that was right in Reader's room.
He panicked.
In a last ditch effort to get away from the grate opening he whipped his sticky hand across his pants. Looking up one more time he watched Reader for a split second more.
His eyes softened as he realized she had fallen asleep.
With a light sigh he dropped his head and started to shuffle back through the vents.
He didn't know what would happen the next time he caught the woman I that position. Bat at least he knew one thing.
Watching her from above was something he could never say no to.
The Drunken Bathroom Adventure// Fem!Reader/Jean Loo
Summary: local bar and stumbles back home, she can’t help that her bladder starts to have a mind of its own.
One that’s telling her that she needs to go, and NOW!
Jean Loo decides to jump scare her, with an offer she physically can’t refuse.
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Tags: I Don't Even Know | I'm Bad At Tagging | I'm Sorry | I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping | I don’t have a piss kink leave me alone!| Jean Loo but I don’t write French people | how to speak Jean loo | Cis Female Reader-Insert | Reader-Insert | Female Reader-Insert |Watersports | Piss kink | He’s a toilet that’s the joke| Squirting and Vaginal Ejaculation | Come Eating |Vaginal | Drunk Sex | Oral Sex | Masturbation in Bathroom | Bathroom Sex | Shameless Smut| Smut | I wrote this as a joke then it got long :
Reader knew the minute she got back to the house that she messed up. The one time she actually left the house for the night she just had to go out and do something stupid. Well not stupid, maybe just idiotic.
Stumbling through the front door said enough. Her feet almost not catching her as she passed thought the threshold of the front door. Lucky the door was closed enough behind her that when she started to fall backwards it was able to take the blow. With a loud slam her back hit the door just right to have to slam shut. Resting her full body against it for a brief second.
Eyes not able to focus on anything for a good minute or two. It left her swaying for a bit while she just rested. With airy a deep breath she pushed herself off the door, somehow able to turn around for a split second to lock it behind her.
She groaned while shuffling down the hallway, hand reaching out to trace the wall. Too scared of falling face first into the floor. Not even bothering to flick the bedroom light on she went straight into the room. Collapsing right into the bed, face smashing into her pillow. With one last groan she drifted off.
Falling asleep in that dizzy state.
Her eyes blinked open only to be met by darkness.
She felt a little bit better than she did when she got home but not by much. The throbbing that filled her head and the weird feeling in her gut had her rolling, literally. Body turning over briefly in the soft bed in hopes of having the pain stop, but it did nothing.
Going out after months of staying indoors just to drink what felt like could have been her own body weight in liquor was not a good idea.
Food for thought, that's what she told herself.
She turned over one more time but it only made things worst. The clear hangover that was starting seemed to be only one of her problems. The stomach pain that she once thought was the tall tale sigh of her needing to vomit changed.
She didn't need to puke, she needed to piss.
Looking I've at the dresser near the bed she found the alarm clock flashing bright red numbers.
4:25PM
When did she get home? Did that even really matter? If she had enough energy she would have rolled her eyes at the thought.
It was way too early for all of this and the urge to just go back to sleep started to creep up. But closing her eyes did nothing. Her gut started to hurt just as much as her head was. Well it was more her over filled bladder that was starting to nag her. The need to pee was bubbling inside her bladder. It screamed at her to just get up and go, to get some kind of relief before she burst.
"Reader please go to the bathroom if you really need to, holding it can lead to a bladder infection! You don't want to be in pain for days and have to take antibiotics for who knows how long do you?" Her parents words floated though her foggy brain.
Leave it to the sound of their voice to be the thing that actually goes through her mind when she's bordering on a drunken roll. Maybe it was a sign of the alcohol starting to wear off but who knows.
There was suddenly a sharp pain that had her twitching.
Fuck she needed to go and she needed to go NOW.
With what energy she had left she rolled over to the side of her bed, feet planted on the floor. Grunting she hoisted her heavy body up which she almost regretted as she caught herself almost falling backwards. She took a moment to gather herself before starting to move again.
Her hand instinctively reaching for the glasses she had started growing so accustomed too as of recently.
A habit she might soon start to regret.
With said glasses on she wobbled drunkly to the bathroom.
This time she actually had the mind to flip the light on while entering the room. Her eyes were a bit better but the bright light made her his and cover her eyes. She was never going to drink like that ever again until the day she died. Uncovering her eyes she walked fully into the bathroom this time and started trying to get her pants off.
Her eyes briefly looking up at the newly polished toilet that she had cleaned only a few hours ago, something that at the time she was proud of.
Her eyes went back to her pants, gritting her teeth while trying to get the stupid things off. Every button on the stupid things made her more and more mad. Every minute that ticked by made her bladder throb more and more with need of release.
"Please don't let me piss myself.." she practically hissed out loud.
"I wish you not do that either mon amour~"
Reader nearly toppled backwards onto the hard bathroom tile. She catches herself on the towel rack just in time as she nearly cracks her skull on the floor. She ignores the pounding in her head "Fuck! Jean Loo?! Wtf man! You scared the shit out of me- I mean that metaphorically please don't start anything. I'm not in the mood." She had some how forgotten about her newly sentient toilet.
The French accented rapper mearly chucked at her reaction. He crossed his arms while looking her up and down. With an eyebrow raised he says "Oh so I'm guessing someone had some fun last night I see? Out drinking all night? Oh how out of character for you no?" Reader did have he energy for it and rolled her eyes.
"Jean loo don't start nagging me about going out and having a bit of fun okay. I'm already regretting it-" she starts trying to take her pants off again "-all I want to do right is is getting these stupid pants off so I can fucking piss a gallon of pee before my balder bursts and-" suddenly her face goes hot and her hands stop what they where doing.
The button on her pants finally giving way with the push of a thumb.
Realization finally hitting her more then the liquor that still flowed though her veins.
"For fuck sakes turn back into a toilet I'm begging you!" Maybe it really was the alcohol but she felt as if she could start crying at any minute. Tears almost threaded to well in the corner of her eyes. She had to pee and she had to go new before she actually did wet herself.
"Don't look at me! I'm just going to lay in the shower and piss okay leave me alone!" She was sulking.
Less than a month ago she wouldn't have been worried about being caught with her pants down passing in her own shower out of pure need, but now it was different. Now she had a toilet that would come to life as an attractive guy right in her bathroom. If the option to roll over and die was a real option that was what she would pick right now.
"...That's not very hygienic of you."
"Do I really have any other choice right now." She sulked while practically rocking back and forth on both feet in an attempt to not pee her pants because of the jerk that was once just her normal regular toilet.
"What if Lil Crapper took care of that for you? Maybe we could both get something out of it? Oui?"
Reader froze.
"W-What? You want to do what-" It was a question asked out of pure shock.
She wasn't able to finish it because the next thing she knew the man was kneeling down in front of her, hands gripping her still clothed legs. One of his eyebrows raised in a questioning manner and that jerk like smirk that she had grown accustom too plastered on his lips. Not once had she seen the guy act like this since meeting him. In most instances he would just complain about her rapping or insult her in some way that was based off toilet puns.
Looking down at him, those big wet eyes of his that oddly shinned with need made her sanity buckle.
God she hoped what little drunk haze she still had going on would make her forget all of this in the morning.
"Uhhhhh fine but never bring this up ever again and just remember I wouldn't be doing this if it wasn't for the fact that I need to pee so bad that I'm teetering on a bladder infection." What little dignity she had at the moment was tossed out as Jean loo started to pull her pants down. She couldn't even make eye contact with him as he worked on getting her pants off her legs.
He helped her step out of said pants, tossing them to the side somewhere on the bathroom floor. Her eyes were closed right as she tried not to think about what was happening too hard. Large hands helped pry her legs apart a bit more. Face hot to the touch as they worked over her calves and up her thighs. It was like that for a while. She finally started to relax just a little bit.
That was until she felt his nose nudge up against her clothed clit making her almost jump. Eyes going wide at the feeling. She almost hit him but he locked in, holding her thighs open and grounding her to the floor.
Her hands were planted on his shoulders as he breathed deeply. The flare of his nose, hot air blowing through the thin layer of her panties. It made her shiver.
He didn't try to stop himself as he went in fully. Open mouth against her pussy through the panties, breathing deeply.
There was a twinge of embarrassment, no man had been between her legs like this for a while now. She started to relax more in his grip the longer this went on.
He open mouth kissed along her covered folds. His mouth was wet enough that it soaked though the cloth pretty quickly, he was almost slobbering against her. In just a matter of minutes his tongue lapped against her fold indirectly. Suddenly a more pressing need started to fun though Reader. The need to pee was pressed in the back of her mind.
She felt his thumbs hook under her panties and bring them down her now twitching thighs. She didn't bother to get them completely off, one side still clung around her ankle as Jean loo went right back to work. His mouth now fully against her raw flesh. She let a moan slip the minute his hot wet tongue met her. It ran over her with one long strip. From hole to clit it made her whimper, she no longer cared to keep him down and instead brought a hand to her mouth.
He seems to catch on in some kind of sick way as he started up again. His nose against her fat clit as he started to eat her out. She was wet and warm against his mouth. He had wanted this for so long even if he didn't say it.
He would never say it to her anyway, she couldn't even pry it out of him.
He smirked even as his tongue swiped through her folds once more, collecting the bone stop running fluid that dripped out of her needy hole. It twitched with every pass beckoning him to keep going. He made a few passes over her urethra but ignored it as he went straight for her tight pussy.
It took a few try's but soon enough he was fucking into her with great speed. Her thighs the faster he thrusted his tongue into her. For a moment he let himself look up at her, eyes peaking over her belly to get a good look at her.
He was met with her blissed out face.
Hand covering her mouth and eyes squeezed shut. Brows knit together as she tried her best to keep some kind of composure.
Though she didn't need it with the way her legs shook around his head.
He went back to work eating her to the best of his ability. Cum started to drip down his chin as he drove home even faster. Shaking his head he let his nose run up against her swollen clot just right. That seemed to do the trick because soon enough one of her legs was trying to lift off the ground. He ankle twisting as her toes bounced off the hard floor under her.
He helped throw one of her legs over her shoulder and back. Quickly steading herself by leaning her side up against the near by wall. Her toes flexed against his back and he knew she was close.
A broken moan filled the air soon enough. She couldn't keep the sounds that bubbled up through her chest in. They spilled form between her fingers from behind her hand.
"Jean I'm going to- I think- I can't stop it-"
He knew exactly what she meant and with a smile he switched up his game.
His tiring tongue slipped out from her twitching hole. Soon focusing on the main thing he wanted that was right in front of him. Grinning her brought a free hand up and started to circle her clit. It was general but quick just enough to keep her going , trying to keep that buzz going. Her toes curled and her legs brought him even closer to her. Slamming him up against her free leg that still stud on the ground.
Eyes focusing on her now twitching urethra he grinned even harder if that was even possible.
His fingers moved to directly play with her clit, hard. It was puffy and swollen and his finger dug deep with every passing move.
That was all it took for her to go over the edge.
The sound she made could only be described as both pleasure and relief all mixed together in one unholy sound. Head thrown back as it filled the room.
With one long sputter the water works started to flood from her overstimulated pussy.
The almost steaming hot liquid sprayed out in one long go. The room was almost silent but in some weird way loud with its own kind of ambience.
Jean's mouth was wide open as he let her piss right into his awaiting mouth. The hot liquid sprayed right into his open lips collecting as much as possible. It was messy and warm but he couldn't stop himself from loving every second of it. He tried his very best to capture every drop that spilled from her. It was like a silent reward for all of his hard work.
His fingers still moved along her clit just right making her spray waver.
With every passing gulp the more and more he calms.
The liquid soon dripped down his chin and over his chest, soaking his white T in a spray of both clear and yellow mess. It was hot and sticky but he didn't mind one bit as it trailed down his abs and threaded to stain even the band of his pants. The sour liquid made him shiver but he couldn't stop firm swallowing the long lasting stream that almost didn't seem to stop.
It felt like it was all over too soon from the porcine throne. Her stream wavering before not long before it stopped to a trickle. He was quick to catch the mess before it slipped down her thighs and onto the floor.
Not wanting to waste even a single drop of her piss.
Tongue soft as she went totally lax against both him and the wall. Leg dropping over his back completely and foot flopping down onto him.
Small kitten licks across her spent hole told him she had also cum some time during his drinking. It was a mix of sweet and acidic that had his mind reeling and his body wanting more of it.
But when seconds later she slowly gave way against the wall he knew it would have to wait for another time.
She slowly slid sideways down the wall, body sliding down while Jean loo helped lower both her legs to the floor. Her eyes finally opened as she stared the guy who just made her cum, then drank her piss merely seconds ago.
She did her best to catch her breath in that moment. Both of them just sat there panting while looking at each other. If she could blush any harder she would. She didn't want to admit that some how's the stupid toilet rapper had just made her cum by drinking her piss.
But sadly it was true.
Her shaking legs and sensitive to the very touch pussy said it all. Even if she was afraid to mention it.
She really hated that fucking toilet.
"I told you it would be fun no?"
She grimaced at his ego filled tone and the urge to smack him started to fester inside. But her throbbing center and relived bladder stopped her from acting out. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Did you have your fun or what?" She sarcastically barked between a pant, a cocked brow in her wake.
He wiggled his eyebrows while whipping at his mouth. His chin still dripping with a mix of her cum and pee. Sitting back on his knees he showed off his body. At first she thought he was just trying to make her more embarrassed by showing her his piss stained clothes.
But the minute she looked down at his pants her eyes winded and her lip twitched.
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