My Nihilism Got Me Laid?!

As I massage her back, my erect cock lies sandwiched between her supple ass. She sees my annoyance with this teasing and decides to take it even further; Shaking her ass, it jiggles like a perfect loaf of bread.

She kicks back her legs as she tilts her head back. "Naughty, naughty Graves, I feel something between my buttaí."

I'm seriously not in the mood. "Yeah, it's my dick."

"Wha- You aren't supposed to be so blunt about it! This is the part where you bashfully lunge back and vehemently apologize as you bow to me."

"Is that right?" I stop massaging her back and go straight for her hips, pressing my finger into it causing her to let out a moan.

"OOooh, Graves..."

Her ass is so fat, it's difficult to actually massage anything in the dough mounds, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying the feeling of having my fingers sink into them as I grope them.

Between her legs, her pussy is now dripping. Ignoring her previous requests, I drive in two of my fingers, causing her to let out a cry of pleasure. "OoohhH Graves!"

Whoops, forgot this was just a massage. Yanking out my dripping fingers, she lies there for a moment, not saying anything.

She slowly turns around, her carefree expression has shifted to a playful prowl as she begins crawling towards me. "So impatient, Graves, skipping all the foreplay and going straight for the prize."

As I lean back, she advances, her dangling breasts sway with her approach.

"You're lucky this tiger is hungry."

As she drags her body across mine, her soft, warm skin presses against me. My dick trembles as it sticks straight up.

Towering over me, she presses down on my shoulders. Her eyes narrow as she looks down at me with that hungry expression, the minimal light casts a shadow over our pressed bodies.

"You know graves, I've been practicing with a toy, this time you won't-" she guides my throbbing cock into her soaked pussy. "Won't overwhelm. So, prepare yourself."

The moment the tip of my dick touches the lips of her pussy, she lets out a whimper of excitement.

With a squish, she plunges my cock into her sopping pussy.

Gyrating her hips, my dick struggles to squeeze its way through warm, constrictive walls of her pussy.

Her pussy is still so tight?! "What did you practice with?! A straw?!"

"Ooh FuCKK!" Wrapping her arms around me, she grabs the back of my head. Forcing my face into her supple bosom; my face is squished between her large breasts.

Her threats were empty as she is already coming, her body violently convulsing in my arms.

"Uh, miss tiger, I'm waiting..."

Panting for air she looks at me, "Ooh, just yo- you wait, onc- OooOOh Fuck!"

(¬_¬) "How long do I have to wait."

Grabbing her waist, I help support her trembling legs as she attempts to squat up and down on my dick.

Noctiva turns to Dissiri who is a little side tracked as she hunches over, attempting to cover her squirting crotch.

"Dizzi switch wit-" She suddenly stops herself "NO! I won't be bested this time."

This MC moment of resilience comes as bad news to Dissiri, who looks at us eagerly awaiting her turn.

She lunges forward. "Pleas- I mean- Are you sure, Miss? Theres no reason for you to push yourself."

"I shall not be best- bested that easily!" She courageously clenches her fist.

Releasing my hands from her waist, I begin slow clapping. (ㆆ _ ㆆ) "Woho. you've got this Noctiva."

"Dont act so degrad-" Now lacking the support I was giving, Noctiva falls down to the base of my dick with a deafening moan. "FuuuCCCKKKkk YEeeESssS!"

Dissiri kneels beside us practically whimpering as she attempts to discreetly masturbate.

She notices me staring and immediately yanks her glistening wet hand out of her crotch.

"Alright, Noctiva, do you want a break?" I question, almost pitying Dissiri..

Still gasping for air, she picks herself up and goes face to face with me. Her starry blue eyes shine as they switch between her overconfident narrow eyed expression to her wide eyes of panic as my dick is driven into her.

Our heavy breaths are practically visible as the sweat from our bodies causes her to tighten her embrace.

There's a pause as Dissiri is on the edge of her metaphorical seat and I... just want to get this over with.

...

"NO! I will defeat you Graves!"

"You make my dick sound like an Elden Ring, Boss."

Dissiri slouches back in defeat with a look of jealousy.

******

After fifteen minutes of falsey foundationed confidence, Noctiva gave up. Demanding she wanted to sleep, she never even gave Dissiri a turn.

Awkwardly lying between them

Noctiva snores right in MY EAR! "Wha- bu- no, I want to be a ninja. Because, I'm going to be the next hokage." She incoherently mumbles as she thrashes her body around in her sleep.

Meanwhile, the barrel of Dissiri's pistol is poking my dick, and I know for a fact that thing doesn't have the safety on.

Shimming my way out of the leaf pile, I pick myself up and walk over to the next room.

I hear a noise outside, grabbing a knife from the kitchen, I sneak my way over to the sliding door. Cautiously sliding it open, theres a girl.

The moon light reflects off her purple hair as she looks out at the zen garden.

Sneaking up behind her I hold the knife to her throat. "Who are you?" I question demandingly.

She doesn't respond....

"I asked who you are."

Still nothing.

Then there's a... snoring sound?

Leaning forward, I get a better look at her face and see that she's asleep!?

She lurches awake. "BAh!? Wha- where?"

Suddenly grabbing the collar of my shirt, she throws me over her shoulder and slamming me down on the dirt.

With a gasp, the wind gets knocked out of me. The knife that was once in my hand goes flying up in the air and lands impaled on my stomach.

The purple haired girl lunges forward. "Ah?! I'm so sorry, I- oh no. How did this happen?!" She whips her head back and forth.

"Who are you?" I question through bloodied coughs.

"Wait here!" The girl vanishes, returning moments later with an armful of medical supplies.

"Dont die on me!"

"No, I'm fin-"

Yanking the knife out of my stomach, it creates a water spout of blood.

"Ah!? You don't pull out the object, dumbass!"

"oH! I don't!? Uh, what's the order... is it stop drop then roll?!" She grabs a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and pours at least three liters into the open wound.

With an exhale she wipes her brow. "Phew, all better now."

"NO ITS FUCKING NOT!?" The cut bubbles white as the hydrogen peroxide disinfects the cut and my entire blood stream!

"Why is it bubbling like that?!"

"When hydrogen peroxide (H₂O₂) is applied to a wound, the enzyme catalase—abundant in blood and damaged tissues—catalyzes its decomposition into water (H₂O) and oxygen gas (O₂) The liberated oxygen forms visible bubbles and contributes to antimicrobial activity by generating reactive oxygen species (ROS). However, this oxidative action can also damage healthy cells, potentially impairing wound healing."

"WHAT?!" Her eyes widen as she throws her hands out.

"Nothing." I sigh with clenched teeth. Flexing my core, I strain my stomach and the wound begins closing on its own.

"Oh, I fixed it!"

Wincing, I pick myself up. Glaring at her with narrow eyes and a sigh. "Thanks for the help."

With a thumbs up and a wink, she smiles. "No worries."

I was being facetious.

"Who are you anyway?" she questions.

"Graves, a better question is who are you and why are you sitting outside of our room?" Grunting, I hold my hand over ex-stab wound.

"My name is Riven."

My expression shifts. "Of course it is." (⩌_⩌)

She tilts her head. "What?"

"Nothing. So, why are you stalking us?"

"Well... I was instructed by Mercury to watch over you guys and keep you safe. Then I heard you guys..." Her face goes beet red as she turns away.

"You heard us having sex?" (¬_¬) I question tiredly. I'm not in the mood for an emotional display.

"Well... at first I heard yelling and I thought Ms.Novak was in trouble but when I entered the room... AH!" She covers her face bashfully. "You guys didn't even notice me."

"M'kay."

"I started feeling weird so ran off to another room! Why did you do that to them?!"

"Do what exactly?"

"You know... put your thing in their thing!"

"Are you talking about sex?"

"That thing!"

"Did your parents never tell you the birds and the bees, cause I'm a little too tired to give you the talk right now."

She bashfully turns as she plays with her hands. "Well...my dad doesn't really talk to me and my mom... well..." She throws her hand out. "Anyway, no more of that!"

"No more sex?" I yawn. "I honestly can't promise that due to factors out of my control." I stand beside her as we look out at the moon.

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