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The Recluse: Aftermath
🕑 Added 2024-08-29 14:35:53 +0000 UTC"I understand you are seeing my son."
Things had moved incredibly rapidly. One night, she runs into the evasive orc in her apartment complex, the next, she visits his apartment, and a singular day later, she finds herself meeting his family somewhere out in the sticks - with his father insisting he take her aside for some, as he put it, 'heart to heart'.
"He lacks discipline." The orc grunted, his shaven head all but shining under the moonlight as he gave her breast a rough, appraising squeeze. His gloves were rough against her smooth skin, and he seemed to almost weigh her breast in his hand, an almost indiscernible nod making his head dip ever so slightly.
"His manners are lacking." He continued, Lulu whimpering as he kept pushing inside her, his other hand rolling down her thigh-high in its bid to feel up her shapely leg. She had no idea how he kept his composure so well, having pounded her with a steady, merciless rhythm for Yevon knows how long, maintaining a stoic silence that had lasted until, suddenly, this came rolling off his lips.
"His laziness knows no bounds." He grunted, taking on a wider stance, Lulu feeling his laden jewels slap against the back of her thighs with each insistent thrust. The old orc was about as large as his son, stretching her in a way that was more than familiar to her at this juncture, and Lulu had to dedicate no small amount of her faculties towards trying to listen to what he was actually saying.
"You pursue him still, knowing this?"
"Y-yes..."
His hand squeezed her breast once more, rougher this time, and she moaned in response. Lulu knew better than to start some kind of argument with an old man, particularly mid-act, and simply bit her lip after managing to whimper out her response.
"Mhh... very well then..."
The old man's musing was followed by relative silence, the smacks of their lovemaking and Lulu's soft moans carrying over the nearby, still waters, the wind less than a breeze. He let out a grunt, the first sign of pleasure he'd shown throughout the ordeal, and Lulu's heart skipped a beat - the rod inside her growing harder by the second.
"You will spend a week in the village. You will live separately, and we will speak every night, to ensure you are worthy."
She nodded fervently, her jaw slacking as he sped up his efforts, her breasts held firmly in place by a vise-like grip between his gloved fingers. The flesh squeezed upwards, making her massive pillows look thick and swollen all the while his breath fanned against her neck, the back of her thighs smarting from the sheer force of his balls, again and again, bouncing against them. Whatever rituals or traditions that his family maintained, Lulu would bear - she would let nothing get between her and her newfound lover, no matter how archaic his family might be. She would mate with him as much as needed, so as to ensure he knew his son was in good hands, and they would-
"But most importantly of all... you will not tell his mother."
... then again, maybe his father was just a bit of a bastard.
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Aftermath for the most recent Lulu piece! I felt the little story bit required two shots this time around, and felt inspired to sort them out, so I hope you enjoy them folks :)
Thank you, as always, and particularly you of this tier, for your support and kind words. The next poll will land on the 5:th next month, so keep your eyes peeled for it! As usual, character nominations are open as well, so if you see anyone in the Female Model List that suits your fancy and want her included in the poll, feel free to either write them down here in the comments or to me in direct messages, and I'll try to include them to the best of my ability.
In the meantime, take care of yourselves, as well as each other!
/DH
