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[wherethewildthingsare]

[Look at this enormous, red-skinned monster huffing passive aggressively at you, Obsidian.]

Hmmmph.

[...It's surreal to see a giant Oni being PA and huffy.]

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[wherethewildthingsare]

[His eyes widen and he makes a really lewd moan.]

B-bastard, that's... new..!

[fairhands]

Do you like it~?

[Come on, give him everything you've got.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

Y-yes, but.. [So lewd..]

[fairhands]

But?

[wherethewildthingsare]

It's so lewd. P-pervert.

[It's twitching hard, he's still trying to hold back.]

[fairhands]

If I'm not lewd I won't be getting anything from you.

[Squeezing harder around it twitching.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

[He gasps and moans, his red skin darkening to an even deeper shade as the twitching leads to his whole body shuddering, as he gives another heavy, thick load of fluid to Obsidian.

...He seems a little winded, but the pervert is still hard.]

Ahh...haaa..

[fairhands]

[That's the fourth time, and it's already at the point where he can't hold it all in, leaking around Silver as he moans.]

You're still hard, pervert~

[wherethewildthingsare]

S-shut up. There's a lot, after a few days.

[fairhands]

I can't hold it all in, anymore...

[Giving Silver a kiss.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

But you still want it, don't you.

[Kissing back.]

[fairhands]

Maybe I'll just spill it all over you.

[wherethewildthingsare]

I could see you spilling all over me, then oozing over me to suck it all back up, you glutton.

[fairhands]

Maybe, maybe not. Maybe I just want to leave a mess all over you.

[wherethewildthingsare]

You're far too greedy for that.. you'd never let it go to waste.

[fairhands]

Are you so sure?

[wherethewildthingsare]

I think so.

[fairhands]

I'll prove you wrong, then.

[Skowly lifting himself off Silver and.

Well, look at those fluids spill.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

A-ah, hey!

[fairhands]

Ah, ah...

[Your crotch is a mess now, Silver.]

[wherethewildthingsare]

H-hmph, that's so wasteful.

[fairhands]

I've already been eating too much.

...Besides, I don't have many ways to mark you as mine.

[wherethewildthingsare]

And spilling all over me is?

[fairhands]

It is now.

[Still letting it spill.]

It's hard to leave bruises on you, and my good doesn't really have much of a smell, either...

[wherethewildthingsare]

Ah.. true...

You need a way, don't you.