HUFF HUFF AAAHH MMMMGGG AAA DEAR! AAAHH MMGGG GIVE ME AAAAHHH BREAKK!!!
A woman's voice tore through the quiet bedroom, her moans came out in ragged pleasure as her husband drove into her beneath the blanket. Her fingers clawed at the sheets, twisting the fabric between trembling hands. Sweat glistened on her flushed skin, mixing with the heat radiating between their bodies. Every thrust sent shockwaves through her core, building and building until finally she felt him pulse inside her, filling her womb with warmth.
He collapsed beside her afterward, pulling her close against his side. His arm wrapped around her waist possessively; fingers splayed across her bare stomach. Their breathing slowly synchronized, chests rising and falling in the aftermath.
HUFF HUFF
"Geez…. why are you aggressive today, I am not going anywhere you know."
The newlywed wife smiled sweetly even through her complaint. Her hand pressed firmly between her thighs, while cupping her vagina. She squeezed her legs together tightly, muscles clenching to keep everything inside. She could feel his seed pooling in her depths, and she wanted to hold onto every drop, to give it the best chance of taking root.
"I can't help it. After so long we got married….. I want to just love you all day!"
The husband's voice carried pure joy as he gazed at her. His fingers traced the contours of her face, touching her cheekbones, her jawline, the corner of her smiling lips.... Moonlight filtered through the window, casting silver across her features. He had dreamed of this moment for years during their engagement, and now that she was finally his wife, he couldn't get enough.
The wife nodded happily, her expression bright for a moment before shadows crept across her features. Her hand on her vagina unconsciously loosened as worry consumed her thoughts. Today's interview loomed in her mind, bringing with it all her fears about inadequacy and the reason of her rejection she got…...
"Don't worry…. you will get a job you deserve and we will also form a happy family, that we dreamt of for so long!"
The husband's smile turned mysterious, corners of his mouth curling in a way that suggested he knew something she didn't. His eyes sparkled with a secret.
The wife's lips pushed out into an adorable pout. "You are clearly hiding something from me!!!!"
"Hehe yes I am!!"
He reached up and pinched both her cheeks, stretching them outward playfully. Her face scrunched up in mock anger.
"GRRR! What are you hiding tell me!!!"
She glared at him, but the effect was completely undermined by how cute she looked with her cheeks still pinched.
"Well, if you can give me 100 kisses then I will tell you."
As he spoke, he shifted his weight and climbed on top of her. His renewed erection brushed against her hand, which was still resting over her vagina. Heat flooded through her body at the contact.
The newlywed wife's cheeks flushed deeper. She nodded shyly, slowly removing her hand from between her legs and letting her thighs fall open. She lifted her face toward his, lips parting in invitation….
TTTRRRNNNGGG!
The doorbell's sudden chime shattered the intimate moment.
"Huh who came in middle of night?"
The wife's eyes went wide with worry as she turned toward the door direction. Her husband, however, practically launched himself off the bed with excitement.
He grabbed his clothes from the floor and yanked them on haphazardly as he rushed toward the entrance. His reaction was so exaggerated, so completely over the top, that the wife's curiosity burned even hotter. She sat up slowly, clutching the blanket to her chest. The fabric barely covered her breasts as she stood on unsteady legs.
She walked carefully toward the hallway, her naked legs emerging from beneath the blanket with each step. Her hips swayed naturally, completely exposed from the sides, her soft side ass lines fully visible in the dim corridor. When she reached the wall near the door, she pressed her back against it. The cold surface shocked her warm skin, sending goosebumps racing down her spine. Her naked ass flattened against the wall, while her thighs stayed slightly parted. One hand crept down to cup herself again, catching any drops that might escape.
She strained to hear the conversation beyond the door, but could only make out the deep rumble of male voices. No words reached her, just the tone and cadence of men speaking.
After what felt like an eternity, she heard the door close. Her husband's footsteps rushed back toward the bedroom. He rounded the corner and froze when he saw her standing there.
His eyes devoured her from the side. The curve of her breast swelling out from the blanket. Her slim waist tapering down to full hips. Her long naked legs, smooth and inviting him to touch her. The way she looked at him with such innocent curiosity despite her sensual pose made his dick throb painfully.
Umm dear who was...
AAHH!! SLLRRPPP UMMMMM!! AAAHHH!! MMMMHHH SLLLPPPP!
He gave her no chance to finish. His mouth crashed against hers, tongue pushing past her lips to taste her deeply. He grabbed her hand and dragged her back toward the bedroom, their feet tangling as they stumbled forward. He laid her down on the bed and climbed over her without breaking the kiss, his dick already pushing between her thighs.
THAAPPPP THAAAPP THAAAPP THAAAPPP
AAAAHH AAAA AAAAA AAAAA AAAA MMMMHHH AAAA AAAA AAAAA
"Everything is going to be okay!"
He whispered the words directly into her ear as he moved inside her. His breath was hot against her skin, sending shivers down her neck.
The wife nodded frantically, her mind too overwhelmed with pleasure to push for answers right now. She trusted him completely. Her moans filled the room as she felt him stretching her, filling her deeper than before. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, and simply loved her man while receiving double the love in return.
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TAAK TAAAK
CREAAKKK
"Are your little twins sleeping properly?..... Sorry for the congested area."
Pregnant Woman stood in the doorway of the small bedroom, one hand resting on her swollen belly. She looked inside at the two children curled together on the bed, their chests rising and falling peacefully.
"Thank you for everything. It is not at all congested, and my kids are sleeping happily. They said your house is better than ours hehehe... And I also think this house is better than our lonely empty house."
Twin Mother bowed deeply, overwhelmed with gratitude. Her eyes stung with unshed tears at the kindness this woman had shown her.
"No need for this."
Pregnant Woman stepped forward quickly and grabbed Twin Mother's hands, pulling her back upright. She wouldn't allow such formality between friends.
"Let's take a bath! My tired husband is finally getting his well-deserved sleep!! I am very happy today!! Heheh."
Before Twin Mother could protest, Pregnant Woman was already pulling her down the hallway toward the bathroom. Twin Mother tried to resist, insisting it wasn't necessary, but Pregnant Woman was surprisingly strong for someone so heavily pregnant.
Inside the bathroom, Pregnant Woman began undressing Twin Mother with gentle hands. As each piece of clothing fell away, and as more of her naked body came into view her expression turned more and more degrade…... Bruises in various stages of healing covered Twin Mother's torso. Some were yellowing, others still purple and tender. There were marks on her shoulders, her ribs, her thighs, her whole body was covered in wounds!!!
Tears welled in Pregnant Woman's eyes and spilled down her cheeks.
"How can a person be so violent?"
Her voice broke as she touched the edges of a particularly nasty bruise. Twin Mother tried to cover herself, shame heating her face, but Pregnant Woman gently pulled her hands away. She needed to see all of it, to understand the full extent of what her friend had endured.
They stood together for a long moment, both naked, both crying. Then Pregnant Woman helped Twin Mother wash. Her hands were gentle as they soaped and rinsed, careful around the injuries. They talked quietly as they cleaned each other, sharing stories they had never told anyone else. Their problems. Their happiness. Their dreams for the future.
Pregnant Woman climbed into the tub first, sighing deeply as the warm water enveloped her swollen body.
Phhheewwwwww.....
She watched Twin Mother's bruised body still covered in soap suds and sighed again. The weight of what this woman had survived pressed down on her heart.
"What are you planning now?"
Pregnant Woman asked while her hand made slow circles over her belly. She could feel the baby moving inside, responding to the warmth of the water.
"Hmmm…. I hope I can study in future. That is my dream and I want to follow it... Also…. I have some lands given to me by my late parents…..I am still thinking on what to do with them... As for my husband assets... I don't want any bits of it. I will just donate it back to Queen as my gratitude towards Master Zack."
Twin Mother's smile was full of gratitude as she rinsed the soap from her hair. Water cascaded down her back, washing away the suds and some of the pain along with them.
"That's good that's good. I am also happy that my husband could come back to me without his soul getting sucked away…. Haaaaaaa fuck!! It is so annoying!!!! I want to just live a cute happy life with my baby and my husband! But life keep giving us problems!!!!"
Pregnant Woman stretched her arms above her head, her frustration pouring out in her words and gestures.
Heheh.
Both women laughed together, the sound echoing warmly in the bathroom. The air was thick with the soft sweet smell of soap and the comforting steam rising from the water. Their bodies relaxed in the warmth, finding peace in this simple shared moment.
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FUCK FUCK FUKKKCCC!! WE ARE FUCKED!!
Mr. Bog sat in his captain's chair, both hands gripping his hair as he pulled in frustration. Through the small circular window of his ship, he could see nothing but endless clouds and empty horizon in the night sky, but his mind knows what lies there.
"It's good that I sent the letter beforehand to that stupid force in Land of Dreath, because I don't think I can move from here!!!"
He released his hair and slumped back in the chair. His whole body sagged with defeat. The ship wasn't going anywhere, which meant he wasn't going anywhere, which meant all his and his partner careful plans were now dangling by a thread.
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"Are they satisfied now?"
Sveindis Randverse sat on her throne in the underground area of 5th Rock. The chair was massive, carved from dark stone that seemed to absorb the light around it. She looked every bit the ruler in this setting, commanding herself with coldness.
"Yes, they are."
The man standing beside her answered simply, his voice devoid of emotion.
"Hmm good. I would be busy with all the questioning and investigation tomorrow so make sure nothing is out of place. Take care of this place in my absence…..You are my right hand man, so don't disappoint me"
Sveindis stood gracefully, her robes flowing around her as she walked toward the door. Each step echoed in the cavernous space.
The right-hand man looked at her back and spoke
"Sigh... What about him? When are you..."
SHUT UP!!!!
Sveindis suddenly whirled around in anger. The man met her glaring eyes with his own emotionless stare, completely unbothered by her anger.
"I will deal with it!"
She snapped the words out before turning and storming away. Her footsteps faded into the distance.
The man remained standing in the darkness for a moment longer. Then he sighed again, deeper this time, and sat down on a simple chair. He closed his eyes, his face revealing nothing of whatever thoughts ran through his mind.
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"Young master it's late at night you should sleep."
The butler spoke gently to the young man hunched over his study table. Papers were scattered everywhere, covering every available surface. The Crown man didn't even look up.
"Update?"
He asked the single word, in a flat voice.
"House Master and Madame will be allowed to meet you in morning. The Queen Guards gave their apology on going against their word due to sudden attack."
The butler's tone remained polite and measured.
"Hmm it can't be helped. I will meet them tomorrow, and you can go rest. I will sleep after some time."
Young Master finally looked up, offering a warm smile. But his eyes told a different story. They were filled with sadness so deep it seemed to have no bottom.
The butler sighed quietly, bowed, and left the room. Behind him, Young Master's shoulders slumped forward as he buried himself back into his sorrow, alone with his papers and his pain.
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"THAT BASTARD ZACKK!!! HE HAS SOME WEIRD POWER!! TSK!!! ...But HEHEHE it is also good because he can't stay with her now!! HAHAHAH!! I already send a letter talking about that bastard! I am sure soon those people will take him away!! KEKEKEK and my sweet fiancée will be mine to taste HEHEHEH!!!"
Kane Cox's manic laughter filled his bedroom. He was sprawled on his bed, too tired to sit up properly but too excited to sleep.
"Do you convince them?"
Mr. Representative sat calmly in a nearby chair, his posture perfect despite the late hour.
"Yes I did! Heheh."
Kane Cox licked his lips, already imagining all the things he would do once Zack was gone.
"Then it's all good. Go rest now."
Mr. Representative waved his hand dismissively.
"TSK I want to but... But where the hell is all the maids!!! TSK They ran away as soon as they heard about that stupid effort system KEKKE. Fine fine when I rule this land then I will personally beat them to death after I crush all their hope under my dick!!"
Kane Cox stood up furiously, the he stomped toward his own room, each footstep echoing like a small explosion.
Mr. Representative pulled out a small diary once Kane was gone. He made a few notes, with his clean handwriting. Then he looked out at the night sky, his lips moving in a whisper.
"I hope Mr. Bog is coming back with reinforcements. Still… I don't think we'll need them to take over this place…..though we might need them for another job."
He looked back at his diary, reading over his notes in low muttering voice.
"Even though 1st Rock Leader attack didn't do much, it was still effective to turn people moods. Grankell is in jail so I don't know when he will bite. Regarding those black blades people, sighhh... what a pain. I hope our force can counter them... I didn't expect this job to be such a hassle... Let's just take full control of this city of Eirs and then maybe I will... sighhh..."
Mr. Representative shook his head, closed his diary, and stood up. He walked to his room slowly, his mind already working on tomorrow's problems.
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TAAKK TAAKKK
CREAAAK
HUH??
HUSBAND!!!!!!
Miss Evangeline Wilson threw herself at the man standing in the doorway. Her arms wrapped around him so tightly that it was almost violent. She pressed her face against his chest, breathing in his scent like she'd been starving for it.
Dead Fish Eye Husband brought his hands up slowly. One went to her back, patting gently. The other reached for her hair. Her long purple locks were tied back severely, wound so tight it had to hurt. He loosened the binding and let her hair fall free, cascading down her back in waves. Then his hand moved to her head, fingers threading through the strands as he caressed her scalp.
"You were scared right. Don't worry, I am here. Are you hurt anywhere?"
His voice was calm, exactly what she needed.
"Ummm no I am fine."
Miss Eva shook her head against his chest. Relief flooded through her so powerfully her knees went weak. She started crying, just a little, tears soaking into his shirt. She hugged him tighter, feeling his breath on her neck, feeling the solid reality of him here with her.
Living away from him while chaos erupted around her had carved out a hollow space inside her chest. She had felt empty, anxious, afraid of what he might do when he returned for the unspeakable things she has done… But seeing his dead face expression made her feel relieve because he is her husband! This man had stayed with her with every twist and turns in her life, and now his face is worried for her rather than anger... Over some time, she had built up a strong front for everyone else, playing the role of the capable woman who had everything under control.
But seeing his face up close shattered that facade completely. She became nothing more than a girl in love, holding onto her man, refusing to let go for many long minutes.
Dead Fish Eye Husband smiled softly and finally managed to pull her away after considerable effort. He looked at her tired face, seeing the strain around her eyes, the tension in her jaw. He kissed her lips gently, just a soft press of comfort.
She pulled him inside after that, closing the door quietly behind them. She led him to the sofa and made him sit. Then she glanced toward the bed where Mother Silja, Gloomy, and Maren were all sleeping soundly. She walked over and checked each one, adjusting their blankets to make sure they were properly covered.
Satisfied they wouldn't wake, she returned to her husband. She sat beside him and began talking in a low voice. She told him everything that had happened while he was in jail. Every detail, every moment of fear, every decision she'd made. He nodded along, his expression never changing, just listening and absorbing it all.
As she spoke, he gently guided her down until her head rested on his lap. He patted her head rhythmically, in soothing motion. Miss Eva's words began to slow, her sentences becoming longer and more rambling as exhaustion caught up with her.
With her last bit of energy, she grabbed his hand and placed it on her soft belly. Then guided his hand in a caressing motion over her stomach.
"Husband I am sorry...for what I have done….. I could still feel you inside of me….. There is still time…. This time for sure I will give you a baby I promise!!!"
Her smile was sweet and hopeful, but her eyes were already closing.
Dead Fish Eye Husband nodded. His hand continued moving over her belly even as she drifted off. Her breathing fell into a soft peaceful rhythm.
He kept touching her stomach through her clothes. Then his hand accidentally pushed the fabric up slightly, revealing a strip of her naked skin. His dead fish eyes suddenly sparked with life for just a moment. His eye twitched hard, once, twice, thrice…..pheewwww.... He forced himself to calm down when he remembered about the three people sleeping on the bed.
He covered her properly, making sure no skin showed. Then he returned his hand to the top of her head, patting slowly making sure he wouldn't disturb her sleep.
"I will give your punishment afterwards."
He nodded to himself, already thinking through exactly how he would make her pay for nearly getting fucked by Grankell. Thinking about what could have happened made anger burn in his chest, but he pushed it down, forced it into a box to deal with later.
The whole night became a torture of emotions for him. In deep night Miss Eva asked him in extreme drowsiness to sleep, but he didn't really care because he had slept plenty in jail. It had been a comfortable existence there honestly. But he had missed his cute wife terribly, so he was happy to stay awake and look at her.
Dead Fish Eye Husband keep looking down at Miss Eva sleeping face. Warmth filled his heart as he watched her, this beautiful scene of peaceful tranquillity…..But time to time there was slight anger in eyes that he professionally hide it perfectly.
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"Kyra good job out there!"
Queen Mother sat beside Jorri on the bed, her back propped against the raised portion. Her hand moved gently through his hair, patting his head with affection.
"Thank you Queen!! I just did, what you asked."
Kyra nodded from where she lay beside her son. Her little boy was wrapped softly in a blanket, his small body finally at peace. Her hand rested above his chest, rising and falling with each breath. There was no frown creasing his forehead. No weird marks marring his skin. He looked very healthy now with no trace of any weird energy inside his body.
Kyra was truly happy seeing her child like this. She kept thanking everyone in her mind over and over again. Every person who had helped, every decision that had led to this moment.
On the other side of the bed, Jorri also looked remarkably good. The treatment had worked. Queen Mother felt happiness seeing his condition.
"My Queen. I heard the numbers…... If those beasts were attacked the city together then it would have been disastrous. Do you think she...?"
Kyra asked carefully, glancing at Queen Mother from the corner of her eye.
"Hmmm I don't think it was her doing. Clearly someone helped us from inside, if our guess is true…... Let's not dwell into that now. Tomorrow morning, I will make sure to get every bit of info from them!"
Queen Mother's eyes suddenly shined with life. A smirk pulled at the corner of her mouth, transforming her face into something almost predatory.
Kyra saw that expression and scratched her face nervously while thinking.
"Is she happy?"
She shook her head and closed her eyes, deciding it was better not to think about what Queen would do tomorrow.
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Author Blabbering
I heard Avengers teaser was out so I watched it and...I don't know what to feel... I mean for sure it look interesting but I am not hoping much from it. I never read comics and I also don't watch those breakdown videos that effortlessly gives possible spoilers ( stop watching those videos, it ruins your expectation ).
I will go to theaters that day and just watch it with a clean slate.
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