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  1. //slutspawn sex
  2. //req: slutspawn, not being genderless
  3.  
  4. This close to your [if (she's taller than you) not-so-]little salamander, you can't help but admire the woman your daughter's become. [if (child and silly) She's even older than you now, causality be damned.|if (high libido) She fits right into your home, enjoying the pleasures of Mareth almost as much as her parents.|She has passion unmatched--so much so that it's impossible not to [if (corrupt) want|love] her.] Perhaps she notices you staring as she leans in, her [helspawneyes] eyes alight with [if (corrupt) desire|amusement] while she waits [if (corrupt) for you to|to see if you'll] make the first move.
  5.  
  6. [say: What is it, [Daddy]?] she asks, and it'd almost be innocent were it not for [if (isnaked) the cool metal of her chain bikini pressing against your [if (hascock) [cock]|[skindesc]] as she pulls you closer.|her hands tracing down your back, slow and light until she takes your [ass] into her grip.]
  7.  
  8. Your [paternal] bond goes beyond words, her lips gently parting as soon as you move to claim them. They're soft and welcoming, just like you taught her to be, and the first taste of your daughter leaves you desperate for more, her flavor so enticing that you scarcely notice her hand shift until [if (not naked) it slips inside your [armor] and|[if (hascock) it]] [if (hascock) wraps around your shaft|her fingers flutter against your entrance]. Her lips remain locked to yours, keeping you silenced even as you [if (hascock) thrust into her grip|grind against her].
  9.  
  10. You bask in [Helspawn]'s fiery heat as you pull her in tighter, offering no resistance when her tongue brushes against your own. Thoughts of being seen like this with your daughter flit through your mind, [if (corrupt) and it's positively exhilarating, especially|but any hesitation you had fades away] when she [if (hascock) starts to stroke you, her thumb teasing the head|slips a finger inside, her thumb teasing your clit], lingering every time you shudder. [if (isnaked) There's nothing subtle about it|Her motions leave little to the imagination], and you [if (corrupt) revel in her touch, uncaring|burn with a heady mix of arousal and embarrassment, finding it hard to care] if the world sees your passion for your wonderful daughter.
  11.  
  12. Her lips leave yours, softly pulling away, just slow enough that for a moment you think you could lean in and take them again. [if (isnaked) [say: I don't think you wanted just a kiss, [Daddy].] [Helspawn] gives you one last [if (hascock) rub|thrust] before gliding her hands up your [skindesc], smiling as you tremble under her touch.|[say: You look a little uncomfortable, [Daddy].] [Helspawn] gives you one last [if (hascock) rub|thrust] before sliding your [armor] off, her breathing heavy as she takes in the sight of your nude body. [say: Isn't that better?]]
  13.  
  14. She's right, you tell her. She always is--your beautiful, smart little girl who knows exactly what her [father] needs. Your daughter grows quiet at the praise, lazily tracing a finger [if (flat chest) down your chest|around one of your [breasts]], though even her confidence can't mask the red tinge to her cheeks. [say: Thank you, [Daddy],] she says, her smile growing even wider once her eyes meet yours.
  15.  
  16. [if (you have scales) Her [helspawn scale color] scales [if (you have the same scale color) seem to meld with|stand in stark relief to] your own as your hand brushes against her arm.|No matter how many times you touch them, the smoothness of her [helspawn scale color] scales comes as a surprise.] Yet even better is the softness of her skin--your lips on her neck, drinking in that characteristic salamander heat as your fingers slip underneath the strap of her bikini and trace along her collarbone. [Helspawn] shudders in your arms, and every sound, every swallow she makes flows into you, leaving her unable to hide her desire.
  17.  
  18. Especially when she gently pushes you back, her eyes as fiery as her tail while she slips out of her outfit with a fluid, obviously well-practiced motion. It's rather impressive [if (low corrupt) and a little concerning], all things considered, but your daughter only smiles in response. [if (isnaked) [say: We don't all run around naked, you know.]|[say: Interested, [Daddy]? We could have some lessons later...]]
  19.  
  20. Her smoky scent washes over you as you move in, and your fingers brush along the sensitive line where skin and scales meet as you press her up against [if (cabin) the cabin wall|if (camp wall)the wall surrounding your camp|a nearby rock]. Before you can even react, her lips find yours again, filled with frantic, needy passion you [if (corrupt) always hoped|never thought] you'd see from your own daughter. It's only thanks to her mouth on yours that you stay silent when [if (hascock) your [if (cocks > 1) cocks glide|cock glides] along her entrance, warm, wet, and tempting.|her tail brushes against [if (singleleg) you|your thighs], its heavenly warmth stealing your breath away as the tip flickers across your [clit].]
  21.  
  22. //cock variant
  23. It's right <i>there</i>, her arousal coating your [if (cocks > 1) shafts|shaft] with every excruciating thrust. The tiniest shift would let your [cock] slip effortlessly inside, sinking into your daughter's depths. A bit higher and her lips gently part around the head, your chest tight with anticipation as you simply remain there, savoring her warmth. She squirms in your grasp, her body so close to the pleasure she needs.
  24.  
  25. //offer these choices if high str, otherwise continue to the resist part
  26. [Fuck] {Tooltip: Lift her up and take her right here.}
  27. [Resist] {Tooltip: Enjoy your daughter just a bit longer.}
  28.  
  29. //fuck
  30. You can't wait any longer. [if (low corrupt) No matter how much you try to control yourself, you want this as much as she does.|Ever since [helspawn] [if (underage on) was a little girl|first matured], [if (first time) you've fantasized about this very moment|you couldn't keep your eyes off her].]
  31.  
  32. Breathless, she breaks the kiss, her [helspawneyes] eyes shining back at you. [say: Please, [Daddy].]
  33.  
  34. Any lingering doubts you might have had vanish at the sound of your daughter begging for you, wanting to feel the full extent of your [father]ly love. You're all too happy to provide, gripping her tighter as you thrust inside, pulling her against you and sinking further into her warmth. Her claws [if (isgoo) tear into your slime|scrape against your back] as she clings to you, your senses barely aware of anything beyond the soft, soothing heat that seems to envelop everything from your [cock] to your mind itself.
  35.  
  36. Now, hilted within her, truly joined with your daughter in a love that few [father]s have, she's as beautiful as ever, both inside and out. Her breathy whimpers fill your ears with every thrust, the primal sounds of her pleasure giving you the strength to hold her up, even as your arms burn. When you pull out--gently, teasingly, as if you could stop here and leave her desperate for more--her tail brushes your [skindesc], the painless flame [if (night) bathing the two of you in a dim glow|flickering on the edge of your vision].
  37.  
  38. Your daughter can't hold back her voice when you enter her again, her tail lashing across your [if (singleleg) body|legs] as you slide further into her silken depths, not stopping until [if (big cock) you bottom out|her hips meet your own]. [say: [Daddy]...]
  39.  
  40. The aching in your muscles reminds [if (elder) you that you're not as young as you used to be|you that you can't last forever], but you grit your teeth and ignore the burn, ignore the building pressure in your [if (balls) [balls]|[cockplural]], ignore everything but the sweet sound of your daughter's moans and the slickness of her walls as you start to move. With every thrust your rising pleasure jumps to the front of your mind, your body flushed and frantic at the thought of filling your little girl with your seed.
  41.  
  42. Just imagining it makes your [cockplural] twitch, and it's hard to hold yourself back when her legs wrap around you, pulling you [if (big cock) as close as she can|closer than you've ever been]. Sweat trickles down her skin and gleams on her scales, her hold wavering as you shift inside her, hands squeezing tighter as her entire body clenches and grips around you, desperate for you to fill her up. Your [if (balls) balls throb|[if (cocks > 1) cocks throb|cock throbs]] as she milks you, the combination of her labored breaths and growing tightness enough to send you over the edge as your [cock] pulses inside your daughter.
  43.  
  44. [say: Give me everything, [Daddy]!] she says, and you'd never be able to refuse your little girl, thrusting one last time before letting go and filling her with [if (lots of cum) the first of] your cum. [if (cocks > 1) Your other [if (cocks > 2] cocks follow|cock follows] suit, [if (lots of cum) coating|spattering] her skin with your seed.] [say: Yes!] She smiles as she grinds her hips into your hands, seemingly intent on ensuring she coaxes out all she can.
  45.  
  46. [if (lots of cum) And you still have lots to give, your [if (balls) overfilled [balls]|reserves] not even close to running out. It's too much for even her to hold, her thighs desperately clinging to you as your prodigious orgasm drips out of her and splashes on the ground. ] Just when it feels like you've been drained completely dry, a shudder runs [if (goo) through your body|down your spine] as your [cock] releases another blast of cum into her depths. With that, your strength falters, your arms cramped and on fire as you reluctantly pull out of your daughter. [Helspawn]'s legs tremble [if (not singleleg) almost as much as your own] when you place her on the ground, her [helspawneyes] eyes glittering with adoration as she leans into you. [say: I love you, [Dad].]
  47.  
  48. A light kiss to her [if (she's taller) cheek|forehead], and she blushes, nestling [if (she's taller) you into her chest|into your chest]. [say: No one makes me happier.]
  49.  
  50. //resist
  51. But she'll have to wait, even if she doesn't want to. Your little girl deserves everything, and it starts with your lips on her neck, feeling every vibration of her needy whimpers when you slide your [cockplural] away. Then slipping ever lower, pausing ever-so-slightly when her sounds shift to a groan as you suckle on her favorite spot. One hand tracing down her forearm, fingertips brushing from smooth scales to well-defined muscles to the sweet swell of your daughter's breasts, her nipples already hard under your touch. How long has she been thinking about her [father], you wonder, rolling the sensitive nub between your fingers until her breathy sighs fill your ears.
  52.  
  53. But you're not even close to being finished, especially when [helspawn] thrusts her hips into your hand as it slides slowly, purposefully down every ripple of her stomach. Even now, your daughter's arousal is palpable, thrumming in her pulse and leaking into the air. As if you needed proof of the extent of her love--no, the way she squirms when your lips ghost over her nipple and shudders as your fingers find her throbbing clit tells everything to know.
  54.  
  55. Still you go lower, sinking further down until your hands rest on her scaled thighs, already trembling as they spread apart. She gives no words and no sounds, nothing but her hands [if (has hair) in your hair|on your head] as you lean in and taste her, marveling at your daughter's flavor. [Helspawn] squirms as you trace along her folds, gently parting them with your tongue--and her composure finally breaks when you flutter over her clit, slipping it between your lips. Her claws [if (has hair) curl in your hair|dig into your scalp] as she pulls you closer, her breathing growing heavy the moment your finger brushes her entrance.
  56.  
  57. As aroused as she is, it's effortless to sink into her slick depths, her walls gripping and milking you as though it were your [cock] inside. Her body begs you to fill her up with seed that will never come, tail thrashing as you feel out her favorite spots until she tightens around you, clit throbbing in your mouth as you never let up, while your own [cockplural] [if (cocks > 1) drip|drips] helplessly with need at the sounds of her pleasure.
  58.  
  59. When she finally comes down, you glance up at your daughter, a serene smile gracing her lips before you rise and claim them.
  60.  
  61. [say: You're the best, [Dad],] she says, her hand already gliding down your sensitive [skindesc], and you can only grit your teeth when it wraps around [if (cocks > 1) one of] your [cockplural]. [say: But don't ever think I'd forget about you.]
  62.  
  63. True to her word, she turns around and braces herself against the [if (cabin or camp wall) wall|rock], her body on full display. Your [cock] pulses against the heat of her folds, every movement coating it with her juices, and it only takes a moment before you easily slip inside. [if (cocks > 1) Not to be left out in the cold, your [cock 2] sinks into her ass, her muscles yielding to your length as you fill both her holes.] That salamander warmth washes over you, bathing your [cockplural] in a slick heat that knocks your breath away.
  64.  
  65. At your hesitation, she pushes back, taking you [if (big cock) as deep as she can|all the way inside]--and this, this is the moment you've been craving since she [if (underage on) was a little girl|first started to mature]. Now, with your hands on her hips and your hearts connected in a way others can only envy, she grips the [if (cabin or camp wall) wood|stone) tighter as your first thrust rocks through her. Even like this--sweaty, stained with her arousal, [if (cocks > 1) completely filled with your cocks|ass in the air], your little girl is still as beautiful as ever, her gasps sweet in your ear as you begin to pull back.
  66.  
  67. Her walls, silky and hot, grip you, trying their hardest to not let you go and showing just how much she needs you, needs to feel the seed churning [if (balls) in your [balls]|inside you]. She braces herself, her tail wrapping around your back so you can't leave, not that you ever would. [say: I want all of it, [Daddy].]
  68.  
  69. Your daughter's voice, flustered and panting as she begs for your cum, makes your [if (cocks > 1) cocks|[cock]] twitch, spurring you on as you pick up the pace. Her body ripples with each thrust as you sink yourself into her depths, giving yourself over to the fierce passion you have for your little girl. She's everything--gets everything--and the pressure in your gut blossoms into a bubbling heat as [if (big cock) you bottom out|your hips meet her own].
  70.  
  71. Her tail wraps tighter around you as she cries out, body trembling as her walls clench around you, the warm, wet grip making your [if (balls) balls|[cockplural]] ache as she desperately tries to draw out your cum. Your hands dig into her flesh as you thrust into her, burying yourself one last time before you explode inside your daughter. The first of your seed is met with a [say: Yes!] as she grinds back against you, trying to draw out as much as she can.
  72.  
  73. [if (lots of cum) It never seems to end, your body showing no signs of stopping even as your cum bubbles out of her [if (cocks > 1) holes] and drips to the ground.] Finally [if (lots of cum) even] you reach your limit, your movements growing more shallow until you just rest inside her warmth, the two of you breathing hard and awash in the afterglow. She's the first to shift, turning until her [helspawneyes] eyes catch your own. [say: I love you, [Dad].]
  74.  
  75. A shiver runs through her body as you pull out and help her up, and she quickly takes the opportunity to steal a kiss, seemingly unconcerned about tasting herself. [say: And I'll be waiting for you [if (day) tonight|tomorrow], [Daddy].]
  76.  
  77. //merge
  78. [Helspawn] [if (not naked) watches your every move as you dress yourself and] pouts when you ruffle her hair, though that only manages to make her look more adorable when she wishes you [if (day) goodbye|good night].
  79.  
  80.  
  81. //yuri
  82. Caught off-guard, you slip further under your daughter's spell, your body trapped between the sweetness of her lips and the playful touch of her tail. Her hands press on your [if (she's taller) shoulders|sides], keeping you steady at the [if (low corruption) flustering|heavenly] sensation of her tongue finding your own, each kiss filled with all of your little girl's love. Clinging tighter to her, you savor the warmth of [if (has skin) your skin against her own|your [skindesc] against her skin], letting her salamander heat caress your entire body with the softness of an afternoon breeze.
  83.  
  84. When she does pull back, her lips flutter across your cheek in a brief farewell before she looks [if (she's taller) down|if (same height) straight|up] at you, her eyes [if (gold) shimmering like molten gold|if (green) filled with a verdant calmness that belies her ragged breaths|filled with an inner fire]. They call out to you, your daughter already trembling beneath your fingertips as you trace up her sides, and she swallows hard when your hands finally come to rest atop her ribs. Even her tail stills, its presence ticklish against your [if (isnaga) serpentine half|if (isgoo) slime|thighs] as you move inward, following the gentle curve of her breasts. The faintest brush over her nipple leaves her squirming, and it's all too apparent that [helspawn] needs her [daddy]'s tender care.
  85.  
  86. So you oblige, glancing one last time into her eyes before leaning in, your daughter sighing in satisfaction as soon as your lips find her neck. A shiver runs through her [if (fangs) at the gentle scrape of your fangs along her sensitive skin, before you take it|the moment you take her sensitive skin] into your mouth, and each heated kiss makes her squeeze you even tighter, not stopping until her claws [if (isgoo) sink into|sting against] your back. Ever since [if (first time) she [if (underage on) was a little girl|stepped into adulthood]|the last time], you've dreamed of this moment, and now, wrapped in her embrace, each of your senses filled entirely with her, it truly is as wondrous as you [if (first time) imagined|remembered].
  87.  
  88. Her hot breath washes over you as you slide away just enough to see her flushed face, [helspawn] so needy for her [daddy] that she's already leaning towards you, her lips brushing against your own. They're so soft, so close that it'd be effortless to take and enjoy them once more.
  89.  
  90. The slightest shift is all you need to feel her warmth again, and you gladly seize the opportunity. Being with your daughter just feels so right, [if (low corruption) no matter|and who cares] what anyone else thinks. The two of you share a bond [if (you're her biological parent) that goes beyond|that might as well be] blood, the kind of connection that thrums in your veins as her lips instinctively part for you. This time there's nothing innocent, only the full passion of your little girl as she tastes you with a fervor you [if (first time) can barely believe|could never forget].
  91.  
  92. Yet her desire only seems to grow stronger, especially when she [if (flat) places a hand on your chest, teasing one of your nipples between her fingers|cups one of your breasts, teasing the nipple between her fingers] and your body shivers from her touch. [if (low corruption) It's a little embarrassing|You've no shame in showing her] how much she affects you, how much even the lightest caress makes you want her to explore every inch of you until she knows you as well as she knows herself. Anticipation races through you when she breaks the kiss, trailing lower along your [skindesc] until she's level with your [chest], every exhale blissfully hot.
  93.  
  94. The first touch of her tongue makes your breath catch in your throat, her saliva tingling as it cools against your sensitive nipple. Barely a moment later you slip into the warmth of her mouth, your daughter gently suckling [if (lactating) as your milk starts to flow[if (child), much to her surprise]|despite you having nothing to give]. [if (underage on) Like this, it's almost as though you're still holding your cute little salamander girl, running your fingers through her hair as she drinks her fill.] A shift from [helspawn] [if (underage on) draws you back to the present|catches your attention], and you can't help but notice how her motions grow more intense [if (lactating) as she drinks the first drop|as though will alone could make it flow].
  95.  
  96. [if (lactating) [say: Delicious.]] She hums in approval as her fingers massage your other breast, wanting to share her love. [say: But there's [if (lactating) more|still other parts] of [Daddy] I want to taste.]
  97.  
  98. Her tail flits against your entrance again, and [helspawn]'s smile only grows wider as you shudder in response. [say: Please, [Daddy].]
  99.  
  100. [next]
  101.  
  102. Your hands on her head are all the answer she needs, your daughter's fingertips gliding down your sides as she moves lower, not stopping until she kneels [if (singleleg) before you|between your legs]. Her lips tickle across your stomach and further down your [skinshort] before coming to a hesitant, teasing stop, her eyes [if (gold) glimmering with mischief|if (green) full of life|blazing with passion] as she glances up into your own.
  103.  
  104. But only for a second, before she ducks down and her breath washes over you, your fingers winding through her hair as hers run up your thighs. Your entire body aches for your daughter's touch, hot and flushed and positively throbbing by the time her lips brush over your [clit] and give it a gentle kiss. She holds [if (singleleg) you|your legs] tighter as her tongue traces around your lips, lapping up every drop of your [if (high wetness) abundant] arousal.
  105.  
  106. [if (first time) The realization that it's truly|The sight of] your own daughter between your thighs seems like something out of a fever dream, but looking down at [if (high corruption) her slavish devotion fills you with a sense of [paternal] pride|her tender affection makes it hard to believe this is anything but right].
  107.  
  108. Your grip grows a little firmer, and she immediately understands, your body trembling as she rises ever-so-slightly and draws you between her lips. The sultry heat of her mouth steals your breath away, and you almost miss her hands moving until your folds part around her fingertip, sinking [if (high lust) eagerly|if (high wetness) effortlessly] into your depths. And maybe it's a bit unbecoming of a [father] to fall apart so easily under [his] little girl's touch, but it's so hard to care about anything beyond the fullness inside you and the way her tongue flickers against your needy clit.
  109.  
  110. She brushes just the right spot, and you groan, clinging tighter to her even as it feels like the ground might fall away. She must sense that you're close, her thrusts growing faster and faster as she eases in a second--or is it the third?--finger. They fill you, and that's all that matters now as she pulls you over to the edge. Each touch and every lick make the world shrink farther into foggy bliss, and you can't stop--she doesn't stop--as it overwhelms you.
  111.  
  112. Your body shudders and shivers, a sweaty mess clenching around your daughter's hand and throbbing in your little girl's mouth, and you wouldn't change it for the world. Especially when she slows and each lazy suckle of your [clit] sends tingles [if (isgoo) throughout you|up your spine], her [helspawneyes] eyes absolutely radiant as she looks up at you. The love and adoration shining back at you [if (first time) lifts a weight off your shoulders, knowing [helspawn] feels the same as you|is just as stunning as it was the first time you saw it and makes you feel [if (low corruption) grateful|proud] to have such a wonderful daughter].
  113.  
  114. After caressing you one last time, she slides her fingers out and gives your clit a final kiss before rising. Even though it's barely been a few seconds, you already [if (high libido) crave|miss] her touch.
  115.  
  116. [say: I love you, [Dad].] Her voice is but a whisper, her lips close enough to taste.
  117.  
  118. [Kiss] {Tooltip: Return her affection.}
  119. [More] {Tooltip: You could go another round [if (low libido) for her].}
  120. [Finish] {Tooltip: That's enough.}
  121.  
  122.  
  123. //more
  124. [if (high libido) But you still need more, so you take her hands and pull her on top of you, uncaring of the ground digging at your back.|But she deserves more, so you take her hands and lead her to your [cabin], pulling her on top of you as you lie on the [bed].]
  125.  
  126. [if (high libido) [say: All you had to do was ask, [Daddy],]|[say: You don't need to worry about me so much, [Daddy],]] she says, idly rolling your nipple between her fingers. [say: [if (low libido) But] I'm always ready for you.]
  127.  
  128. [if (high libido) As are you, especially|It's hard not to be] with your daughter this close, your [skindesc] slick with her sweat and the air tinged with her arousal. None of that is enough, though--right now, you ache for her taste, filled with the need to slip your tongue between her folds and drink in every inch.
  129.  
  130. Her content smile turns curious when you ask her to turn around, but she seems to catch on quickly when you grab her hips, sliding her up your body until you can feel her heat on your face. Already she glistens for you, your breath washing over her folds as she presses back, desperate for your lips. It only [if (low corruption) makes her more beautiful|turns you on more] to see your little girl so worked up for her [daddy], and with barely a moment's hesitation, you reach in to claim them for yourself.
  131.  
  132. [if (first time) Your first taste of your daughter is incredible|Every time tastes better than the last], and you soon find yourself teasing apart her lips, eagerly drawing out more of her flavor. [Helspawn] reacts instantly, her thighs squeezing down on you as your tongue slips inside, and just when you think she's forgotten about you, the warmth of her breath shudders across your [clit]. Then comes a gentle lick that makes you jerk up into her, and it's hard not to laugh yourself when her giggles flutter across your [skindesc].
  133.  
  134. [say: Sorry, [Dad],] is what she finally manages to say, but you really hope she isn't. You don't think you could forgive her--no, you don't think you could even <i>[if (singleleg) get up|stand]</i>--if she were to stop now.
  135.  
  136. But she doesn't, and neither do you, [father] and daughter locked together in familial love, shuddering as your lip brushes her clit and her fingers trace your sensitive [skinshort]. A whimper escapes her, and you press in deeper, every shift of her body and clench of her muscles filling you with satisfaction. Your sweet little [helspawn] [if (low corruption) deserves|has earned] every second of this, and the way you can feel her breath quicken when your tongue twirls around her clit sends shivers down your [if (isgoo) back|spine].
  137.  
  138. Her own motions grow more erratic, her hands gripping harder around [if (singleleg) you|your thighs] when you take her between your lips, until she can soon do little more than pant against you. She's hot and throbbing in your mouth as she trembles in your arms, and barely a moment later her body tightens as she screams out your name for [if (helia is the only other person at camp) her [if (feminine pc) other] mother|all of your camp] to hear.
  139.  
  140. [if (low corruption) A flicker of embarrassment creeps|A prideful warmth swells] through you for an instant, though it's quickly forgotten when your dutiful daughter turns her attention back to you. The heat of her ragged breath alone makes you tremble, and it takes all your restraint not to cry out into her depths when one of her fingers slips inside and finds your favorite spots with [if (first time) well-remembered|familiar] care. Still, you hold on, savoring her taste as you clean your daughter and loving the way she shivers when you brush her sensitive clit.
  141.  
  142. It seems like she's determined to give you your release, her legs holding you in place as she thrusts deeper into you, even as her own body wobbles with every caress of your tongue. Heat swirls through you, pooling in your gut while she shakily suckles on your [clit], but you grit your teeth and continue. Her shudders and muffled moans keep you going as you trace around her entrance before sinking inside, drinking up every bit of her. Yet the fire can be contained no longer, raging through you and setting every [if (isgoo) inch of you|nerve] alight as you clench down on your little girl's hand. [Helspawn] trembles against your lips before her legs give out, leaving the two of you trapped in a sweaty, flushed embrace as you go over the edge together.
  143.  
  144. You take a breath, not sure if you can manage anything else. Then again, you doubt you could find any better place than right here, your daughter lying atop you, her breathing gentle against your [skindesc]. She's content to just let you stroke her soft skin as the two of you quietly recover, her tail draped limply over your head.
  145.  
  146. Eventually she manages to roll--or flop, you suppose--beside you, cuddling into your back with her salamander warmth. [say: Thanks, [Daddy].]
  147.  
  148. As much as you'd like to stay here all [day], you still have [if (day) things to do|to get some sleep], so it's with great reluctance that you help her up and head back to your duties. //go to finish
  149.  
  150.  
  151. //kiss
  152. You cross the distance effortlessly, her breaths quickening in the brief moment before your lips meet again. They're still as soft as ever, your daughter's familiar flavor now mixed with your own as proof of your love.
  153.  
  154. [say: I could taste you all day,] she says, each word fluttering against your [skindesc] as your imagination runs wild. [say: If you'd let me.]
  155.  
  156. [if (high libido) You just might.|The hunger in her eyes makes you think you might not have much choice.]
  157. //go to finish
  158.  
  159. //finish
  160. [Helspawn] wraps you in her arms before you can [if (singleleg) shift|step] away.
  161.  
  162. [say: [if (not sleeping with her) I hope ]I'll see you again [if (day) tonight|tomorrow], [Daddy].] Her lips brush against your cheek [if (isnaked) as she whispers in your ear,|before she hands you your [armor].] [say: I'll be waiting...]
  163.  
  164. With that thought to fill your mind, she drapes her chain bikini over her shoulder and heads off, leaving you to [if (not naked) dress yourself and] go about your [day].
  165. //go back to camp menu
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