A Dazzling Pack III

Oct 17th, 2016
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  1. >Routine was a very shrewd thing
  2. >If you did something for long enough, no matter what is was, eventually you'd find yourself doing it automatically
  3. >Whether you wanted it to or not
  4. >And that shit fucking sucks
  5. >REALLY sucks
  6. >When you were a younger your dear old dad would wake you up at five a.m. on Saturdays
  7. >Sometimes it was to drag your ass outside to do some yard work, other times he wanted you to go to the store because he was hungover and needed some orange juice, there were even times when he woke you up just because he felt like it
  8. >The old cockhead
  9. >You had HATED getting up that early
  10. >Hated it more than anything else in your young life
  11. >But, as the weeks turned into years, your body began to get used to getting up that early in the morning
  12. >Your mind didn't--whenever you opened your eyes that early you felt like shit-- but your body did
  13. >Soon, your body became more and more and more used to it until you'd find yourself waking up without the help of an alarm clock
  14. >Something that you had hated so much as a kid had, without you realizing it, turned into a routine
  15. >A routine--even after all of thee years--that you couldn't break
  16. >If given the chance, you could sleep the whole morning away without breaking a sweat
  17. >Friday? Easy
  18. >Sunday? No problem
  19. >Monday through Thursday? Easy as a dream
  20. >But Saturday? You were up
  21. >It didn't matter if you were sick or you hadn't gotten any sleep the day before, you just couldn't sleep in on that FUCKING DAY
  22. >And what made this a million times worse was that when you woke up you couldn't go BACK to sleep
  23. >...
  24. >Fucking dad
  26. >You hoped the gout finally got him...
  27. >Unfortunately for you, at that moment, it said four fifty-nine on the alarm clock that was sitting next to your nightstand
  28. >It wasn't set for any time--since it was the weekend and all--but that didn't matter
  29. >It never did
  30. >Seconds ticked by as you laid in your warm, comfortable bed, deep in sleep
  31. >The sun still hadn't risen
  32. >Outside your window, all was still
  33. >The houses and various shops were dim
  34. >No one was walking outside
  35. >Even the birds were still sleeping
  36. >Then, because the flow of time could not and would not be stopped, that clock turned to six a.m.
  37. >Eyes still closed, you let out a quiet, but frustrated, groan
  38. >...Fuck...
  39. >Your eyes slowly began to open
  40. >They were crusty from sleep, but still, they slowly but surely opened
  41. >For a few seconds, your gaze was blurry
  42. >You were disorientated
  43. >Why wasn't dad kicking your door open?
  44. >How come you couldn't hear him yelling for you?
  45. >Where were you PJs?
  46. >Why did your spooderman covers feel so weird?
  47. >You began to blink slowly, uncertainly
  48. >It began to come back to you
  49. >Who you are, what you're doing, where you're lying
  50. >Off in another room, you could hear the clock in the kitchen ticking as the pointer hickeys moved
  51. "...Fuck..."
  52. >Adagio, who was lying on top of you with her nose buried in the crook of your neck, let out a sleepy murmur
  54. >You could feel the soft rise and fall of her chest against your stomach with each breath she took
  55. >Her skin glided against yours, smooth and perfect and soft
  56. >To your left, Aria had an arm draped lightly over your neck, the other one resting on top of your head
  57. >Just like Sonata, who you could feel drooling on your arm, she was mashed up against your side
  58. >Your blanket had fallen down a bit, baring most of purple grump's body for the world to see
  59. >She was lying on her side, which allowed you to see her peaceful, sleeping face
  60. >A bit of drool was running down her chin, and with each breath she took you could almost catch a quiet snore coming from her mouth
  61. >The room was slightly chilly
  62. >Goosebumps ran down the length of her body
  63. >Aria was curled in on herself slightly, her knees poking your hip as she slept
  64. >Freeing your hand from underneath Adagio's comforting weight, you rested it on her lower back, an inch or two above her tailbone
  65. >Even here her hair was present, thick and curly but silky soft
  66. >With practiced ease, you slip your hand underneath that mass of hair until you feel her smooth skin against your hand
  67. >Dagi let out a sigh, her nails gently racking your sides as you began to rub her back in small, circular motions
  68. >Even with her hair, you could feel the chill on her skin
  69. >You would have checked to see if Sonata was cold too but you already knew that the blue girl probably had the entire blanket wrapped around her hourglass figure
  70. >...The fucking blanket hog
  71. >Yawning hugely, you turned your head back toward Aria
  72. >Your gaze wandered up and down her body
  73. >You took in her flat belly, her bare arms, the bottoms of her breasts
  74. >Looking upward, you noticed that her nipples were hard
  75. >Hard and AWFULLY close to your face
  77. >You leaned back as best as you could, taking a moment to appreciate the wonderful tits in your face
  78. >They were perfectly shaped
  79. >Not the biggest in the world, and the areolas were a bit bigger than they should be, but they were perfect all the same
  80. >You knew from first-hand experience how soft yet firm they were, how wonderful they tasted, the noises that Aria made as you touched and squeeze and pinched them
  81. >The hand that wasn't occupied with rubbing Adagio's back tapped against Sonata's belly as you licked your lips
  82. >Leaning back over, you popped one of those nipples onto your mouth
  83. >You didn't start to bite or tug or suck on them- just because you were awake didn't mean that you had to go ahead and wake everyone up
  84. >No, you were gentle, careful
  85. >You looked up at the sleeping grump's face as you ran your tongue around the sensitive nub of flesh
  86. >Yes...
  87. >This was just what daddy needed this early in the morning...
  88. >Your tongue slipped out of your mouth, licking the area around her nipple
  89. >You could taste the fruity, lavender-y soap that she used the night before, along with her natural, bare taste
  90. >It was harder to describe; oddly sweet, with this tart bitterness to it that ended with this odd aftertaste
  91. >...
  92. >Purple and... fish?
  93. >That was the closest thing that you could compare it too
  94. >She tasted like the color purple and a freshly caught salmon
  95. >... Or maybe a mackerel?
  96. >...
  97. >Whatever...
  98. >Though you were doing your best to be as gentle as possible, Aria nonetheless began to stir
  99. >Her face began to cutely concort
  100. >A nonsensical sound would escape her throat every once in awhile
  101. >You could feel her legs rubbing against your sides as she moved them, disturbing what little covers that she managed to keep
  103. >The hand on the top of your head began to open and close, tugging at your messy hair
  104. >Humming to yourself, you released the nipple
  105. >You eyed the other one, licking your lips clean of your "pack mate's" taste, before quietly shaking your head
  106. >No...
  107. >If you did anymore she'd wake up
  108. >Picking your head up, you looked over at your alarm clock
  109. >It read five twenty-five
  110. >The girls would wake up soon
  111. >You had just enough time to go and take a shower before you needed to start cooking breakfast...
  112. >You looked around on your soft, warm, comfortable bed and the beautiful, naked women lying next to you
  113. >Slowly, the hand that was rubbing Dagy's back slipped down to her pert little backside, giving it a squeeze
  114. >The blanket was barely on Aria at all, you noticed
  115. >You could see the bit of pubic hair that she meticulously maintained, only to be cut off from seeing the rest by your mickey mouse cover
  116. >Cockblocked by Disney...
  117. >Again
  118. >Adagio let out a mixture between a sigh and a growl as your hand roamed her left butt cheek
  119. >All you'd need to do was move that blanket an INCH and grump there would be completely bare
  120. >...
  121. >Nah...
  122. >You better not...
  123. >It took some doing, but you managed to slip out from underneath her royal poofness
  124. >Untangling Sonata from the blanket was a bit harder but you managed to do that was well
  125. >Fucking hell...
  126. >No matter how big of a blanket you got that blue she-demon would always hog the stupid thing
  128. >ALWAYS
  129. >Shaking your head, you draped the blankets over the girls so that each of them were as snug as a bug in a rug
  130. "I'll see you three in a little bit," you murmured, leaning down and kissing Sonata's cheek
  131. >Leaning over the bed, you kissed Adagio--who didn't look too happy about losing her human-sized bed--as well
  132. >Leaning a bit more, you managed to give grump a kiss as well, right on the lips
  133. >Though she looked sound asleep, you could have sworn that you felt her kiss back
  134. >You don't have time to think that over, however
  135. >Just like your girlfriends, you were in your birthday suit, and now that you were out of bed you noticed just how cold it was
  136. >Coldcoldcold!
  137. >Gottagofast!
  138. >Moving as quickly as you could without running, you made your way toward the bathroom
  139. >Quietly closing the door behind you, you flicked the lightswitch on, bathing your bathroom in artificial light
  140. >It was a pretty nice as far as bathrooms go
  141. >Really nice actually
  142. >The floor was made out of stone tiles, as was the sink
  143. >The shower was double the size of a regular one, with a big ass chrome showerhead that'd soak you down to the bone in two seconds flat
  144. >The shower itself didn't have glass or a shower curtain to block the water
  145. >It had this fancy ass irritation-like system that'd keep the water from spilling all over the place as long as you kept the showerhead in a certain direction
  146. >Shit was dope son
  147. >Weisstuntin'eresun.jpg
  148. >A million times better than the garbage that you had to deal with over the years
  149. "I swear to god I'm putting a lock on that thermometer," you muttered, rubbing your arms. "I don't know why those fucking girls want to live in a fucking igloo..."
  150. >Your feet pattered against the stone floor as you made your way over to the shower
  151. >With a flick of the stainless steel handles, a fountain of water rained over head, missing your head by a foot
  153. >Without looking up, you reached up and tested out the water
  154. >Hmm...
  155. >Too cold...
  156. >After a few more turns of the nobs and testing the water, you eventually had it at the perfect temperature
  157. >Standing up, you stretched and yawned so widely it felt like your jaw was going to snap
  158. >With a little wiggle--in which you moved and rolled every joint until you heard a pop-- you climbed into the shower
  159. >You sighed as the big, fat, warm droplets of water pattered against your skin, both refreshing you and waking you up
  160. >The warmth of the water loosened your muscles, further relaxing you
  161. >Smiling, you leaned into the water
  162. >Yep...
  163. >This was the shit...
  164. "Jesus Christ, does that feel nice..."
  165. >You closed your eyes, letting the water soak your face
  166. >Bowing your head a bit, you began to run your fingers through your hair, letting that water soak it down to the scalp while it also soaked your back
  167. >"YYYeeeeesssssshhhhh..."
  168. >The sound of the water hitting the stone floor was all you could hear as you just stood there letting yourself get soaked
  169. >It was a relaxing sound
  170. >The kind of sound that you could get lost in
  171. >A sound that would drown out most sounds with ease
  172. >Like the sound of someone quietly opening the bathroom door
  173. >And the pitter-patter of feet on a stone floor
  174. >"Nonny~"
  175. >So lost were you to the sounds and sensations of the water, you didn't notice that someone else was in the shower with you until their hands were wrapped around your shoulders
  176. >Your eyes snapped open
  178. >Ohgoditsjustlikeinthatmovieyou'regonnaDIE!
  179. >Before you could turn around though, the mystery invader pressed their weight down onto your shoulders, nearly causing you to fall flat on your ass
  180. >A chuckle filled the air
  181. >A very familiar chuckle
  182. "...Aria?"
  183. >"Somebody's a little jumpy," Mrs. Grump murmured into your ear as she pressed herself against you
  184. >Her body, still a bit cold, contrasted sharply with your wet, warm body
  185. >You quietly gasped as your pack mate tightened her grip on you
  186. >"Hmm... I was wondering here my hot water bottle went," Aria grumbled tiredly, pressing her face into your wet back
  187. >Taking a deep breath to try to slow your pounding heart, looked over your shoulder as best as you could
  188. "What the hell are you doing up this early?" you asked
  189. >Aria yawned again
  190. >She then leaned forward and began to gently bite your shoulder
  191. >You twitched at the sensation, but let her do what she will
  192. >It was another siren thing
  193. >Something about showing affection by cleaning scales
  194. >The fact that no one in this house HAD scales anymore didn't matter
  195. >It was the thought that counted
  196. >"What the hell are YOU doing up this early?" grump shot pack, unhooking an arm from around your shoulders and letting it wander down to your stomach
  197. >She pressed herself a little harder against you as she nipped your neck
  198. "I needed to get up so I could shower and cook us breakfast," you replied
  199. >Her nipples were still hard, you couldn't help but notice
  200. >She also seemed to be purposefully rubbing them in circles around the upper-middle of your back
  201. >"No one's going to be up for a few hours since it's the weekend, you dummy."
  202. >Her hand, small and soft like her sister's, ran up and down your wet belly
  203. >For some reason, it felt... nice
  204. >A little demeaning but nice
  205. >You leaned back against her a bit
  207. "Bullshit. You girls wake up way too damn early on the weekends and you know it."
  208. >She purred in response, lightly biting you again, this time on the other shoulder
  209. >"Says the guy that gets up five in the morning just to piss off his pack."
  210. >Her fingers drummed against your belly
  211. >"I'm surprised that Adagio hasn't thrashed you for it yet. I know I would if I was the alpha."
  212. >Aria continued to drum her fingers against your stomach
  213. >She loosened her grip on your shoulders and began making her way toward your front, making sure to rub as much of her body against yours as physically possible
  214. >Without looking, you knew that there was a sway in her step
  215. >A way that would accent certain... bits very nicely
  216. >She knew your weakness and delighted in abusing this knowledge every chance that she could get
  217. >But you were made of sterner stuff today it seemed
  218. >You didn't crane your neck to take a peek, or try to reach around to cope a feel
  219. >You looked forward until the Queen of Grumps was face-to-face with you, her lips drawn back into a toothy smile
  220. >Water cascaded around her body
  221. >She shivered at feeling, though her deep purple eyes didn't leave yours, nor did her smile waver
  222. >You smiled back
  223. "Oh, so you'd beat my ass huh?"
  224. >Both of Aria's arms hooked around your neck
  225. >For a few moments, the only sounds that could be heard were that of the water hitting the floor as she leaned up on her tippy-toes
  226. >While she might have been a good deal stronger than you--as were both of her sisters-- she was still a small girl
  227. >She really had to lean up to get to you
  228. >You helped of course, leaning down so that both of your foreheads were touching
  229. >The angle that you were at had the water crashing down on top of your head and your shoulders
  230. >It was soaking Aria's head and you could see it making its way down her arms and her breasts to her belly and thighs
  231. >It was no doubt also soaking her entire back, her legs, and her ass as well
  233. >But still neither of you looked away from one another
  234. >"I'd kick the shit out of you," Aria proclaimed proudly
  235. "Really?"
  236. >"Yep. Then you'd stay in bed like the good little man that you are and keep us all warm."
  237. "What? Aren't your sister's enough for you?" you teased
  238. >She frowned cutely
  239. >"Every single time that you mean me with them, Sonata ends up crawling over toward me and tries to strangle me to death."
  240. "She does not you big baby."
  241. >"Fuck you. YOU'RE the baby."
  242. >You chuckled, rubbing your nose against hers
  243. >She hugged you all the tighter
  244. "Do you wanna help wash me off so I can make breakfast?" you murmured
  245. >Grump shook her head
  246. >"No, I want to drag your fat ass back to the bed so I can get more to sleep."
  247. >You wrapped your arms around her, pressing her up against you
  248. >A low, tired growl escaped Aria's throat
  249. >Busting your balls or not, she did look tired
  250. >There were dark rings under her eyes, which looked about ready to close
  251. >You gave her back a little scratch
  252. "If you help me I'll go ahead and make eggs and steak for you guys," you offered
  253. >Aria perked up a bit
  254. >"Really?"
  255. >You nodded
  256. "Yep. I'll even make them real bloody like you like."
  257. >Aria's tongue slipped out of her mouth to lick her lips
  258. >Her eyes narrowed for a few moments to stare up at you suspiciously
  259. >You just stared back pleasantly, giving her a kiss on the nose
  260. >"...Fine," she grumbled with a stretch, yawning hugely. "But you gotta wash me too."
  261. >She then rocked back and forth on her heels, causing her breasts and hips to bounce
  262. >Instinctively, you looked down at her body before looking back up at her face, as quick as a flash
  263. >But not fast enough it seemed, if the look that grump was giving you was any indication
  265. >The little cocktease...
  266. >She bounced again, making sure to wiggle her ass back and forth
  267. >Shaking your head, you reached over and grabbed a loofah and a bottle of liquid soap from the little bin that you had in the shower
  268. "Fine, get your big butt over here."
  269. >Aria grinning, rocking on her heels a third time
  270. >"Why don't you make me?"
  271. >In the end, you didn't make her
  272. >You had barely managed to spurt soap onto the loofah before Mrs. Grump stepped out from the spray of water and snatched it from you
  273. >Unlike a lot of girls at school--who usually smelled like a mixture of B.O. and dirty socks--the girls always enjoyed cleaning both you and themselves
  274. >A siren was supposed to take pride in their physical appearance
  275. >How else would they attract and keep a mate if their scales, fins, and teeth weren't shiny, smooth, and they didn't gleam in the sunlight?
  276. >A pack that bathed together stayed together after all
  277. >As Aria scrubbed your body, making sure to move the loafa in small, circular motions to get you as clean as possible, you busied yourself with her hair
  278. >While it didn't particularly matter what body wash you used, each of the girls had a different shampoo and conditioner
  279. >This was HER shampoo and HER conditioner
  280. >No other siren could use it without a fist-fight breaking out
  281. >So, since you had learned your lesson the first time--Adagio threw Sonata THROUGH that fucking table...-- you were sure what you grabbed was Aria's
  282. >And then you made sure again
  283. >Giving the bottle a shake, you popped the top and poured a decent amount into your hands
  284. >Lathering the shampoo into your hands for a second or two, you then reached up and began applying it into your pack mate's hair
  285. >Immediately, Aria let out a pleased hum
  286. >"There's a good boy...~"
  287. >You made sure to take your time with her hair
  288. >It might not have been the fucking mess that Adagio's was, but it was still pretty unruly if you didn't see it it correctly
  290. >You lathered it all, untangling any knots that you found until you reached the scalp, which you began to scrub as well
  291. >From front to back you worked, getting her bangs, her sides, the top and the back of her head
  292. >Aria, running the loafa along your sides, began to hum a little tune as she worked
  293. >You couldn't name the song if your life depended on it, but it was beautiful all the same
  294. >A grump she might have been, but Aria had one of the most beautiful voices that you ever had the pleasure of hearing, as did the rest of her sisters
  295. >You dug your fingers a little deeper into her scalp, bobbing your head to the song as you both continued to clean each other
  296. >Finally, after her hair was as lathered as you'd be able to get it, you took a step away from her
  297. "Alright, get rinsed off and I'll get the conditioner in."
  298. >Aria, frowning, looked up at you
  299. >"Today's not the day that I do that though," she protested
  300. "Yes it is. I conditioned your hair on Wednesday and now it's Saturday."
  301. >Her nose scrunched up as you reached down with a soapy hand and gave it a flick
  302. "Now hurry up and wash that shit out."
  303. >Grumbling about ass-whoopings and alpha's, Aria nonetheless stepped into the water and began to rinse her hair out
  304. >As she did this, you reached over and grabbed her conditioner, making doubly sure that it was, in fact, hers that you were grabbing
  305. >It was some expensive ass stuff if you remembered correctly
  306. >They had it imported from Saddle Arabia or some shit like that
  307. >It was a hundred and twenty FUCKING BITS
  308. >1.2.0. F.U.C.K.I.N.G. B.I.T.S.
  309. >You shook your head before turning to look at grump
  310. >Her eyes were closed as the water flowed all around her
  311. >You could see the droplets sliding down her shoulders and her belly and her breasts
  312. >With each little movement, she sent droplets flying all around her, along with half-rinsed shampoo
  313. >Your eyes wandered down between her legs, down toward that little sliver of hair until you saw heaven
  315. >Her lower lips looked soft, smooth
  316. >Every time that she shifted or spread her legs a bit you were able to see a flash of pink
  317. >Aria arched her back, jutting her breasts out
  318. >As if she KNEW that you were looking, she turned around, presenting her backside
  319. >Oh lord...
  320. >Her ass was firm and round
  321. >Muscled enough to keep its phenomenal shape but with enough fat to give it a really nice bounce
  322. >There wasn't a blemish, bump, or boil in sight
  323. >It was big, it was beautiful, and it was not two feet from you
  324. >You squeezed the conditioner bottle, causing the top to pop off
  325. >You jumped at the sound that it made, snapping out of trance
  326. >Fnskjdnk!
  327. >You looked at the bottle just as Aria finished rinsing her hair
  328. >"Anon! Where the heck did I put that loaf--"
  329. >Aria stopped, her hair and body dripping with water, and smiled
  330. >It wasn't a very nice smile
  331. >"And what do we have here~?" she cooed with another little bounce
  332. >...
  333. >You looked down to see that lil' Anon was looking up at you
  334. >Goddammit...
  335. >With a flick of her hair--which sent water EVERYWHERE-- grump made her way over to you
  336. >You stood there like a masochistic deer in headlights, both concerned and oddly aroused by what was possibly about to happen
  337. >With a few more steps, Aria was standing uncomfortably close to you
  338. >Though she had to look up to look at you, you were the one feeling small
  339. >Small and aroused
  340. >"You really can't control yourself can you?" she purred, tracing your chest with a finger
  341. >As she did that, her other hand was making its way downward
  342. >"It's a shame that blasted wizard didn't send us to your world," grump continued, leaning upward. "All me and the girls would have had to do was shake our asses a bit and your men wouldn't know what to do~"
  343. >Her fingernails grazed your belly as she slowly, teasingly, made her way down
  344. >You stiffened, not moving a muscle or looking away from those pretty purple eyes of hers
  345. >They were darker than Sonata's; harder and more animalistic as well
  347. >A girl Aria's size wasn't supposed to have eyes like these...
  348. >NO person was supposed to have eyes like these...
  349. >Aria grinned, giving you a good view of her sharper and longer than average canines
  350. >You felt a hand grabbing the back of your head, forcing you to lean down
  351. >Your lips parted, as did hers
  352. >"It would have been wonderful. All the power we could never ask for. You, though, my little bedwarmer, lucked--
  353. >Smiling, you lifted the bottle of conditioner over grump's head and gave it a squeeze
  354. >The bottle made this weird, sickening sound before conditioner began to rain all over her hair
  355. >Aria's eyes widened in surprise as the cold hair product hit her steaming head
  356. >The expression that her face morphed into when you did that was going to have you laughing for YEARS
  357. >"Fucker!"
  358. >Chuckling, you leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips
  359. >Even without brushing her teeth, they tasted sweet
  360. >You leaned into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of warmth and intimacy and contact, giving grump's big, beautiful butt a squeeze before pulling away
  361. "You know it. Now grab that loofah and and keep scrubbing me. The others are gonna be awake any minute and I gotta start breakfast."
  362. >Aria pouted, giving your cock a flick
  363. >"There's plenty of time for us to mess around," she said insistently, almost pleadingly
  364. >You planted another kiss on those lips of hers, then another, then another, then another
  365. >Grump, though she tried to look pissy, began to crumble with each kiss until eventually she had a small smile on her face
  366. "No we don't," you told her. "It's going to take a while for me to get those steaks ready. I don't have time to mess around with you in here."
  367. >Aria's gaze narrowed
  368. >"I should toss your big ass against the wall and fuck you until you can't walk," she said threateningly, though she leaned up in time as you leaned down and kissed her
  369. >Your lips connected as you continued to stare into each other's eyes
  371. "Are you sure that I'M the one who can't control himself?" you teased, reaching over and putting the conditioner back where it was supposed to go
  372. >With a "humph" she spun around and pressed her back against your chest
  373. >You exhaled sharply as lil' Anon found his way in between grump's crack
  374. >That almost did it
  375. >That almost made you give in
  376. >Get on your knees, lick that little patch of fur above her cunny before burying your face in between those lovely legs until you heard her screaming your name
  377. >...
  378. >Without saying a word, you wrapped your arms around grump's middle
  379. >"I'm going to bite the shit out of you next time we're in bed," she promised
  380. >You kissed her neck
  381. >"And next time we go to the store I'm going to buy that caramel candy that you like and eat it all on the drive home when you're not looking so you can't have any."
  382. >She leaned back against you, placing her hands over yours
  383. >"And don't even think about seeing a dry towel for the next few weeks. You're just doing to deal with drying yourself with wet ones, you fucking tease."
  384. >She looked over her shoulder at you, her animalistic eyes filled with emotion
  385. >For a few seconds, the only sounds that could be heard were the pitter-patter of water and the two of you breathing
  386. >"...You know, I felt what you were doing before you got out of bed."
  387. >You grinned, holding her a little closer
  388. "Can you blame me? It's not every day that a guy wakes up to a knockout like yourself."
  389. >She frowned back at you
  390. >"Don't you think that flattery is gonna get you out of this."
  391. >You kissed her again
  392. "Truly, there are very few creatures of the sea that compare to your beauty."
  393. >"It's not gonna work, dick."
  394. "You move through the mightiest of currents as if you were an arrow shot through the air."
  395. >"I'm not listening."
  397. "Your scales gleam as bright as the sun."
  398. >"Shut up."
  399. "Your hunting grounds are plentiful and reach out to the sun. Your prey are fierce and quick as lightning."
  400. >"Shut it," Aria murmured, leaning against you with a little more force
  401. >You simply gave her neck another kiss
  402. "You are no simple creature of the seas. You are a queen; the one who lays alone on the good, warm rock."
  403. >A shiver ran up grump's body
  404. >"..."
  405. "..."
  406. >"..."
  407. > Aria spun around and wrapped you into a hug, her face bright red all the way down to the neck
  408. >She buried that face into the nape of your neck
  409. >She bit your neck hard, making you hiss in surprise
  410. >...That one was gonna leave a mark
  411. >A mark that the other girls were gonna see
  412. >"When breakfast is over, I'm dragging you to the bed and doing stuff to you," she murmured. "Lots of stuff. Now scrub in this conditioner..."
  413. >She then said something under her breath that you couldn't quiet hear
  414. >It wasn't threats of beatings, or anything about being an alpha or you not knowing your place in the pack
  415. >Aria gently bit your collar bone, sighing in contentment
  416. >You nuzzled her cheek, running your hands along her back
  417. >You might not have heard what she said, but you didn't need to
  418. "Yes ma'am."
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