Thread: New Honeybee Inn {darkest_fate&Kaybee}

Don Corneo was a big man by all accounts but quite a bit of that was paunch rather than muscular bulk and so one might expect him to be not quite proportional in his endowments. Seeing his member swelling against his pants had been one thing that had obfuscated the actual size somewhat but feeling him press up against her Yuffie's eyes went wide in shock as she felt the raw girth of him. No way... She breathed the denial, as though saying it weren't so would have it cease to be. If all the Don's attentions hadn't done so enough, this was a sobering reminder. She was already more aroused than any lover had made her in the past and he hadn't even taken off a stitch of her clothing yet! Granted she'd started out effectively topless but that fact was lesser to Yuffie's mind than the flat fear inherent in that realization, made worse by the fact that she was in no position to do anything about it. All the ninja could manage was to moan and struggle in futility, wasting energy in pointless attempts to avoid that unwanted touch all while it teased her ever higher. The crotch of her shorts was soaked through with arousal now and without really meaning to Yuffie realized that her hands were starting to wander lower. She caught the motion just in time, pulling back fingers that glistened with a faint hint of wetness where she'd touched herself through the cloth, yet every time her attention wavered she began to drift back down there. Tifa on the other hand didn't even realize the Ninja was struggling with herself as Corneo's eyes locked with hers. She glared as always, frustration and anger mingling in her gaze towards the man, feeling the burn of the taunt in his look as he teased her friend and left her humiliated, aroused, and unable to do anything about either of those facts. She was undergoing a struggle of her own in that moment, similarly unaware of it until she found her own hand creeping between her legs and snatched it away, unwilling to give the Don the satisfaction even as a renewed flare of crimson washed through her cheeks as she realized he must have seen the move anyways. Despite the stare that should have been not just a turn off but motivation to do the opposite to boot Tifa could see Yuffie writhing and mewling on his lap and her own arousal thanks to how Aerith had been forced to maul her tits back into their corset prompted her hands to drift again. The only consolation really was that Aerith didn't see Tifa wavering like this, though she did see Yuffie. The Ancient Girl could understand what she was seeing being the only one with real experience of a dedicated and pleasurable partner of the lot of them she knew that Corneo must be driving Yuffie to distraction, but that knowledge didn't take away the hollow feeling of fear in her gut as she watched the ninja's self control slip away all the same. She would have thought that it took some emotional connection to invoke such a condition, some amount of desire that was mutual, yet there before her was the evidence to the opposite. None of them would have any protection, and Don Corneo was more than skilled enough to drive a woman insane with desire from what she could see... Despite another tear rolling down her cheek, Aerith felt a different sort of dampness between her legs, staining the couch seat directly since the crotch-less panties made for no real cloth barrier in place to prevent it...