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Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Futaba's build was something of a mystery. The girl ate like a wolf, had the sleep schedule of a crime fighting vampire, and treated exercise like a foreign concept. But she was almost weightless as she hoisted herself onto him, and his hands settled under her pert backside on a reflex to support her further. She was... kissing him. He supposed he shouldn't have been too shocked, considering the topic of conversation, but Akira knew who he was dealing with. if Futaba had ever kissed anyone before it was news to him. But Akira embraced it despite his shock, a gentle purr rising in his throat. He was a gentleman, keeping his tongue to himself just to make sure he didn't do anything to overwhelm her or shock her. Even though she was a changed person, some discretion and care was a necessity. When their lips parted, Akira smiled gently down at her. Seems you've been wanting to do this for some time, he remarked. Futaba I'm... sorry if you wanted things to go deeper when I was last in Tokyo. But with everything that had been going on... Shido, the Grail, my arrest, me having to head to my hometown... well, there was never really a right time for it, Akira admitted with some sadness. But I'm not going anywhere now. So I want you to know we have plenty of time to work this out, however you want.
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Futaba's legs half-wrapped around him as a reflex to feeling his hands slide under her behind. WHich was... ever-so-slightly more toned than one might think. Whereas previously Futaba would have attributed her build to something like her ultra secret technique, perhaps now there was an element of gym is a non-negotiable part of Shujin's curriculum. She pulled away from the kiss with a gasp, taking in a deep breath she had dared not to take before, letting out her own exhilaration and shock in a nervous giggle. ... I... maybe... a little, she admitted as she pressed her head into his neck, hiking her glasses up her pixie nose as she sought to hide her furiously blushing face from him. Y-yeah. That... makes sense. I guess you just... Futaba bit at her lower lip, trying to make sense of all the emotions that were whirling around her. She hadn't thought about this seriously in... months? It had been months. Months since she had daydreamed about him, since she had thought about a hundred different imaginary scenarios, since her hand had drifted down her stomach one night, playing out so many fantasies out in her head-- She hadn't expected all those feelings to come sweeping her off her feet, only to be followed by his strong hands doing so literally. I guess this is like... hitting the level cap. You've beaten all the mandatory quests... so now... you can just enjoy it, she said. The video game rationalizations didn't seem like they were going anywhere any time soon. She leaned into him, her voice becoming very small as she whispered, just for him. ... I... l-love you, Akira-kun. I have for... a really long time. A-and... you want... me as your girlfriend, right? Futaba asked.
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Ah, those video game analogies. He really had missed hearing them. And, truth be told, he had let a few slip without realising back home. Futaba's outlook on the world was just an itty bit infectious. He let her nuzzle against him, savoring the gentle warmth of her body, and the genuine affection behind every move she made. It helps that this is the side quest I've had on my mind all this time, he said. Futaba whispered her affections to him, and Akira's warm smile grew just a little more intense. The normally unflappable leader of the Phantom Thieves, who had smirked at the greatest dangers, felt his cheeks pinken as he glanced to the ceiling. Of course I want you as my girlfriend, he admitted. And... I love you too. Akira hadn't really had the time to wholly dwell on how he felt about Futaba. But the hacker had always been in his heart and mind in some form, and he supposed he couldn't help but be flattered that she wanted him like this. She was as endearing as ever. Sooo... Akira said, keeping his gaze to the ceiling. Wanna come check on my place? Before your dad gets curious and walks in on... this?
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Futaba couldn't help but squeeze him a little harder when he affirmed his decision, holding onto him so hard that when she finally did pull away a bit from him, her glasses came away entirely askew on her small nose. ... s-sure. Haru's the one who put you up here in the city, right? When she had heard talk of that initially, she had admittedly felt a little pang of jealousy, something which she had stubbornly stamped down and which his confession had entirely doused for her. I'd like that, let me just... She paused, leaning back and away from him as she adjusted her glasses. Her cheeks were still darkened with embarrassment, flushed with joy... and her big brown eyes widened as she took in his face. She'd always been somewhat hesitant to do so, because honestly... he was everything she liked tall, dark, handsome, and... blushing . She smiled bashfully before she pulled away, clearing her throat. Y-yeah. I... wonder what Sojiro'd think. About... seeing you blush like a schoolgirl, she said, that old troll edge lining her words.
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

He'd laugh at me for one thing. And then prolly punch me for dating you, he remarked. Well, Futaba was near enough to being a grown woman, so deciding on who she wanted to date was her own choice. He shouldn't be mad about that. But he would be, because Sojiro was about as protective as dad's came. Not that he was unjustified in being worried about her, with how cruel the world had been to Futaba before. So, I'm blushing am I? Well, take that as a great compliment, he said, holding a hand out for her to take. It wasn't too strange a sight. When Futaba had been trying to get out of her NEET ways, she often clung to Akira for a sense of security and comfort. He led the way downstairs, and Leblanc was about as vacant as usual. Sojiro was tending to his crossword and only barely looked up as the two came down. Oh, hey. You two were up there for some time... what're you up to? he asked. Fortunately he trusted Akira a good deal, and didn't seem to pick up on anything out of the norm. Oh nothing much. I was just going to show Futaba to my new place. As he said this, Morgana looked up from the cream he'd been helping himself to, watching the former thieves curiously.
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Futaba couldn't help but smile. ... and I can't protect you from instant death anymore. Sometimes I really miss having all of our powers, she said. She took his hand in both of hers for a moment, feeling how much larger and firmer he was compared to herself. She squeezed it for a moment, transitioning to one hand when he went to lead her down into the main area below. I-I showed him the forum I've been running! Futaba said. Oh, that thing. Well, like I said before. So long as it isn't anything like the Phantom Thieves business, then I'm alright with it. They all knew it would have been alright even if it had been about the Thieves, not that Sojiro would cop to that unless forced. He smiled at the two of them. Just have her back before the trains stop running, Sojiro said with that old warm smile of his. R-right, Futaba said. Hold on a second-- She grabbed her bag -- a similar one to the one Akira had carried Mona around in for a year, which looked especially amusing on someone Futaba's size. It clunked , though she didn't seem to have any trouble carrying it. Lead on, Futaba said, grabbing hold of his arm once more.
Thread: A Hermit Out of Her Shell (Noire)

Oh it's not too far from here. Haru wanted to make sure it was near Leblanc. He didn't particularly want to ask how she had managed it, Haru's wealth being the kind of thing mere mortals wouldn't be able to get to grips with. But we'll be back soon. He assumed as much. He didn't know what Futaba was expecting to happen tonight, but Akira was the kinda guy who was prepared for anything. And if it came to getting... intimate, then he could handle it. After all, he had to hope that Futaba would be easily pleased by anything he could do. Morgana already knew where their new home was, so there was no issue in leaving him behind for now. Just as Akira had said, Haru had gotten him a place not too far from Leblanc- only a few blocks down the street. A squat one storey house that had a similar home on the left hand side, and a shoe store on the right. It had a sort of nostalgic, rustic feel to it. But it was also immediately clear that the exterior had been refurbished recently. Haru always liked going the extra mile. The raven haired boy unlocked the front door and slid it open, revealing the stark and immaculately clean wooden interior. I ah... the furniture is getting moved in in the next few days. But right now I've only got a couch, a fridge, a table and a bed, Akira explained. He left his shoes in the doorway and beckoned for Futaba to follow him. Not bad huh? Still needs to be decorated, but it's nice.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Hiding within the foilage was what appeared to be a black wolf observing the elf, as if hunting her. He slowly approached her quietly from behind. He was horny as hell, wanting to have sex with someone. For a while, he followed the elf, judging if she was suitable for him. He was cautious, seeing that she is a hunter, but he felt confident that she was good for him. As soon as he was close, he rose up, revealing himself to be a bipedal werewolf , wrapping his arms around her while covering her mouth to keep her from screaming or escaping. Do not resist, I will not kill you if you don't resist and help me relieve some pent up stress. he said in a soft, yet serious tone.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna I need your help. he said while lowering a hand to gently rub her womanhood, taking care to not hurt her.I need this, as I can't control myself much longer before I might rape something. or worse... his voice sounded desperate as he positioned himself where his erect manhood was pressed against her rear end, signalling what he was after exactly. He held onto the elf like his life depended on it. He chose her because she was the only one who was around that could help him.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Thank you. I am Arik, by the way. the wolf said gratefully before he rubbed her mound more, trying to make her aroused as he started rubbing his member against her as well, He fought against the urge to take her immediately, but he wanted the elf to enjoy being with him this way. As such, he needed her aroused so that he wouldn't be so rough.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna That is a lovely name. And I'll be gentle. he commented as he stopped and lifted her up, holding the elf above the water by her knees. He slowly lowered her onto his awaiting member, sliding it into her awaiting pussy. He moaned before letting out a soft howl of pleasure as he entered her. He held her in place, allowing her to get used to his shaft.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Arik flipped her around carefully so that she was facing towards him before he began to thrust into her slowly. He kept the slow pace for a while as the anthromorphic wolf licked her neck gently.After a short while, he began to go deeper into the elf, enjoying how she felt on his member. He nuzzled against her cheek affectionately. Are you doing alright? he asked her out of concern.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Arik started to pick up speed with every thrust into her, enjoying how tight she felt to his member. He enjoyed her wrapping herself around him, nuzzling her more as he kept going deeler into her. He kept at a steady pace. Before too long a knot started to swell up. With a single thrust, the werewolf placed his knot into the elf, tying her to his cock.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Don't worry, that's normal for me, It just ensures my cock stays in you when I orgasm. he explained as he kept on thrusting into the elf. You are knotted to me for the time being, so just relax. the ebony werewolf thrusted as he nuzzled her again. He thrusted as deep as he could into the elf now as he began to grunt. After a few minutes, his cock throbbed a few times before he came without warning into Artemis, filling her up with his seed.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna the werewolf nuzzled his snout once more before he spoke up. I am simply following tradition here, but you're my toy now. I could tel you wanted companionship of some kind, considering this may have been your first time. Are you okay with me being your master? he asked, The knot prevented his cock from pulling out, leaving the elf bound to his member.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna You might be pregnant with my child now, you know. Arik pointed out. If that's the case, I need to keep you two safe. Besides, I'm all alone. I don't have a pack, and I want to be with someone. You've been the first person I met in over a month. For a social beast like myself, that's not a good thing. Werewolves would normally kidnap whoever they claim and share them with his pack. I'm not going to do that. I left my old pack, because I wanted to not force anyone into such a demeaning role, even if I want to mate constantly. Besides, I can smell that it only has been you alone for such a long time. the only elf scent around is yours alone. the werewolf began to thrust again, I just want someone to be with.
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RE Part of the Pack LovelyDeadlyLadies and Blazorna Arik was silent for a moment to gather his thoughts before he spoke up. I never said I'd force you to be that, or have sex all the time. If anything, I'd rather help you in exchange. From hunting, searching for herbs, to even be a sparring partner, Think of it more as a partnership. he said softly while keeping up the thrusting. I don't know what your age is, so I could be way off. Regardless, I need you to help me. I'm very susceptible to my urges to mate. It's bad enough that I can't live in peace. Almost got killed for coming close to forcing myself on someone. But if you helped me, I'd keep myself under control and others would be safe. Please think about this. You're gaining more than you realize.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Jason Williams was a seventeen year old high school senior who was a standout athlete, starting for both the varsity football and basketball teams. He had multiple scholarship offers from all the top schools and just needed to finish out his last few semesters to be on his way to stardom. He had a big decision looming in his near future--which college would he commit to and spend the next four years at as the big man on campus? He had offers from all across the nation, but also from the college in town that wasn't one to write off. Being in such a prominent role with his teams he made sure to stay in shape, running and lifting each day, giving him a lean, muscular build. He kept his light brown hair short and neat with his sharp jaw clean shaven. His deep blue eyes seemed to pop in contrast to his hair, a smile almost always highlighting his high cheekbones. His biceps would always bulge from his shirt while his athletic thighs would fill out any pair of pants. His decision would be made all the more difficult due to the passing of his parents a few years prior. Before their death he and his parents would visit potential schools practically every weekend, but now his aunt had been left to take care of everything and there wasn't enough time to visit. They were more than financially secure, but raising a teenage boy by yourself was no easy task. It was a Friday evening and Jason was just getting home from school. Checking the mail on his way inside he found two more scholarship offers which would make his decision even more difficult. As he walked inside wearing his soft blue button down shirt that showed off his muscular frame along with his blue jeans he breathed a sigh of relief. He had to make his decision this weekend but at least he had no other committments.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Jeanette Williams , more commonly known as Aunt Jean, was no less aware of the pressures her nephew had been going through. She had always been close to the family -- going with them on weekend trips, stopping over whenever she could. She had lost her own husband five years before, and it was a bond that had only grown tighter since then. And again when her brother and sister-in-law had passed away. She had invited Jason to live with her. She had always been a little better off financially her husband had had good life insurance, bless his soul, and she protected the family assets until Jason was of age. It was a nice home -- replete with pool, and it had become his home as well. ... and God help her, after she had been left by so many people. She wanted it to remain that way. Jason, sweetheart. Is that you? came her voice from the back of the house. She stepped around the corner, dressed down in a brown top that cut off above her stomach and bared much of her breasts, wearing jeans that hugged her hips. She had been the younger sibling, a teenaged aunt when Jason was born, and she had never quite left her young heart behind, even being over thirty as she was.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Jason's family had been through quite a few tragedies in his short life, leaving his aunt as the next in line to take care of him. Of course losing an uncle and then later your own parents was difficult, but between three life insurance policies and an aunt that meant the world to him, he couldn't ever say he was in a bad situation. When he walked in he heard his dear aunt calling for him from the back of the house, stepping into the living room with him in an outfit that made it difficult not to stare. Good evening Aunt Jean. You look lovely tonight. He said as he took his backpack off and set it down on the couch before handing her the two Scholarship letters. These two are up in New England. Both good schools with great football programs. He took a seat on the sofa and stretched out, his eyes now close to level with her magnificent breasts. God how he wanted to kiss those breasts. I just don't know anymore, I have so many options! What do you think Aunt Jean? He wanted her opinion, she was his guardian after all.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Thank you, Jason, she said as she brushed a few strands of red hair behind one ear. She hadn't had any time for dating the past years, and... well. It was nice to have someone around to impress and to be complimented by, and her choice in clothing had been adjusted thusly. That... that's great, sweetheart, Jean said as she took the letters. She peered over them -- he had been scouted by so many different schools, and all she could look at with them were the numbers. 400 miles away, 300 miles away, 2000 miles away... and with one so close, 4 miles away. It was not hard to pick which one it was that she preferred. I've... been thinking about that recently. You've gotten so many offers but... State offered you a full ride, you know? And... you'd be able to stay right here, wouldn't have to go to a dorm... hundreds of miles away, Jean said as she moved to sit down on the other side of the couch. She set her hands on her knees, her arms pushing her breasts together to prominently display them.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Jason could tell that his aunt was uneasy about him leaving for college so far away, she always seemed hesitant whenever he would bring home another offer. It was true that there was a very reputable school only four miles away from them, with a great academic program. But their football program was mid-tier at best. Although with Jason under center he alone could bring them close to the top. That's true, State practically begged me to stay here and join their recruiting class. Their business school is great, but their football isn't quite ready for a title like some of the offers I've had further away. I could win this year with Ohio State. He said as he looked down to see his aunt practically presenting her breasts to him. Of course Ohio State doesn't have you. He said with a sly grin as he eyed those massive breasts she loved to tease him with. Aunt Jean, is there anything more that you could entice me with to stay here? He asked, wanting to take that next step with her, his thick bulge hardening just from the thought of what could come.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

I think you'd be able to get them there, though. You've always been so strong , Jason, Jean said. It was a borderline sultry tone she presented him with -- even younger men always enjoyed having their egos stroked. You'd stick out even more than the rest. You might attract an agent that way, or get a really good MBA if that's not what you want, Jean said. His response made her smile, peering down and away from him when he next spoke. It was... impossible to say that it wasn't something she had considered. ... well, sweetheart. It's your future. She glanced down briefly -- he always wore such well-fitting jeans. Which looked great on him so much of the time, but in a moment like this... it betrayed him far more than that sly smile of his did. She reached out to settle a hand on his knee, looking up from his lap to his face. It was impossible to miss how much he resembled his father -- her brother -- the man who had always been the strongest and most caring man in her life. It was impossible to deny also that she regarded her nephew more fondly than she had her brother. Her hand slid up a bit more over his thigh, feeling the muscle there. ... what would best help you decide?
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

It was true, his jeans always looked so damn good on him, showing off his muscular legs. But now they were showing off something more, something much more delectable, and he knew she could see and he knew that she was looking. It is my future, but I do want you in it, Aunt Jean. I just want you and me to...do a little more. He said with a smirk as her hands started to roam his body, first on his knee but later creeping up to his thigh. Without any more words he gently grabbed her wrist and moved her palm to rest on his throbbing bulge. What would help me to decide would be to see what all you can do to help me at home. Show a little more. Give a little more. Those lips. Those tits. That ass...that delectable pussy you're hiding. Aunt Jean, I know you feel it too. Let's just jump off the edge and go for it.
Thread: Keeping Her Nephew [BC x Noire]

Jean made a soft sound in the back of her throat as her hand was suddenly pulled up, finding something hard and long that pressed through his jeans. Her mouth went dry, her eyes trailing up from where her hand had settled, all the way up his stomach, his chest, al lthe way up to his face. ... you sound like you've been thinking about this for a while, dear, Jean said, biting at her lower lip. She slid off of the couch, taking her hand from him for a moment... only to transition to her knees, returning her hand back to his crotch. That's all it would take? she asked, giving him a warm and amused little smile, her hand sliding up to find his belt, slowly beginning to undo it with one hand before she moved onto the button, undoing the clasp and then the zipper, tugging down the front of his jeans to reveal what she had been looking for, what she had been craving for far too long.