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Assistant: Title: Orphans of the Universe
        Author: Eusia Eusia 
        Chapter: 4/4 
        Summary: “Tell me about yourself,” Aventurine smiled. “How does an upstanding, sweet thing like you end up in a den of moral grit and grime?”
  Stelle thought carefully about her response.
  “I was h@rny.”
  “What?” Aventurine’s head nearly hit the countertop.
  “I was… h@rny,” Stelle repeated herself, wondering if perhaps he hadn’t heard her the first time.
  “I heard you the first time, darling,” Aventurine stressed. “But… you need to have a little more class than that, no?”
  Stelle frowned. She never went to school. How was she supposed to have class?
In which Stelle winds up in the seedy underbelly of Penacony Golden Dream--the red light district, home to all manner of lowlifes, scoundrels, and one-night stands. She won't survive a minute there, not without a friend to lean on.But she learns soon enough that everyone deserves as much; a shoulder to cry on, and a friend to call home.
        Contents: Chapter 4: Know Your Place
    

    

        
          
          
            
  “Lie down,” Dr. Ratio rose from his seat.
  “Why?” Stelle tried to put on her best sassy brat personality, only for the doctor to seize her by the shoulders and throw her down onto the bed.
  “Because your lecturer demands it,” he said.
  Oooh. Wow. This was perfect. Stelle was terrified in the best way possible.

          
        

  

  
  
    
    When Stelle stepped out of the bathroom, the first thing she saw was the luxury of the VIP suite that the two men shared. A large sofa, a larger bed, a table with lots of wine and cheese on it, a stack of several plaster head-busts in the corner of the room, and, well, she tried her best not to look at the bed, even as Aventurine pushed her towards it. “Um, hi.” The second thing she saw was Dr. Veritas Ratio, lying on the bed, wearing a bathrobe of his own. It was tastefully unfastened to bare his chest, which, wowie, was a sight for sore eyes. Stelle didn’t even care that it was obvious she was staring. He had a bottle of wine in one hand, half-finished, and his signature chalk in the other. “Are you aware, Nameless,” Veritas began. “Of one of the golden rules of etiquette?”“Always use protection?” she tried. With a swift flick of his wrist, the doctor sent his chalk hurtling towards her. Stelle ducked to the side so it hit Aventurine in the head. “OW!” the gambler fell to his knees, holding his face. “Throw it at her, not me!”Stelle, who at first thought about laughing, doubled over in pain as a second chalk slammed into her gut. She had forgotten all of Dr. Ratio’s mechanics. That’s what she got by only playing Super Break and Hyper Acheron for a full year. “Speech is silver, silence is golden,” the good doctor elaborated, having yet to rise from his throne as he observed his students squirming in pain. “While eloquence is a valued trait in academia, more so is the discretion to know when to shut up.” A third chalk bounced off the floor between them. Stelle whimpered. “Get up, my destitute pupil.” “Me?” Stelle pointed at herself. “Yes,” the doctor’s voice was firm. Harsh. “Come here.”If Aventurine was gravel, talking to Dr. Ratio felt like she was dry humping a slab of marble. Ouch. Stelle did as she was told, standing up, covering her modesty, and shuffling her way over to the bed. When she got there, Dr. Ratio stirred at last, placing his wine aside to receive her. She could see how flushed his face was in the warm, golden light of the room. “I thought alcohol made you dumber,” she said. “You got on our case about drinking…” “In order to win an argument with an idiot, one must lower themselves down to their level,” Dr. Ratio snapped. He was definitely a little drunk. It seemed that he was also rather p@ss@d. The last interaction Stelle had with him was chasing him out of the bathroom so he could rest by being an insufferable, sassy little brat. Presumably, he’d heard every conversation that went down in the bathroom as well, from Stelle telling Aventurine about the doctor to the… ah, intimacy that happened afterwards. “Do I have your consent?” “Wha?” “Do I have your consent, Stelle?” Dr. Ratio repeated, positively irate. “Because I wish to engage you in the pleasures of the flesh, and so help me Nous — I do not intend to be kind with your body.”“Oh, wow,” Stelle turned back to Aventurine as she pointed at Dr. Ratio. “Is this how he flirts? I can kinda see why he’s single.” “It’s your funeral,” Aventurine c@cked his head.“If that is not your desire,” Dr. Ratio heaved a deep, heavy sigh. “Then cover yourself up, and rid us of your slovenly presence.” “Hey!” Stelle frowned. “I do not have a slovenly presence!” “You’re the most naked person here,” Aventurine called her out. “I’d say that qualifies you.” “You’re supposed to be on my side!” Stelle grabbed a pillow from the bed to throw at him. It missed Aventurine by a mile and crashed into Dr. Ratio’s stack of plaster heads, which collapsed. She could feel the doctor’s aura growing more irate by the second. Oh, Aeons. His hands were even bulkier than Aventurine’s. “I am on the side of fun, darling,” Aventurine wagged his finger at her. “And I say what’s about to happen to you for the next few minutes is going to be a spot of fun indeed.” “Ooh… geez,” Stelle looked back at Dr. Ratio. Of course she was going to say yes. She never intended to say no to either of these two. Not only did she trust them as friends, they also happened to be hot as all heck. I mean, Dr. Ratio’s barrel-chest pressed down on her face while he degraded her and called her stupid and filled her up? Now that was an achievement worthy of 20 Stellar Jades. But… y’know, she wanted to be a little bit harder to get. A little bit more… high class? “Stelle,” Dr. Ratio called her by name. “Speak now, or forever hold your silence.” “Ah! Um… yes!” She still hadn’t fully processed what saying yes would entail. She wasn’t able to stop the loud “wowie!” that slipped out of her as Dr. Ratio removed his bathrobe — which earned her pointed stares from both men — and revealed his very nice, very sculpted body. Stelle oohed and aahed appreciatively at his build, taking care to put her hands right on his abs. She expected him to smack her for touching him so impudently. Surprisingly, he did no such thing.If anything, Dr. Ratio seemed… pleased at Stelle’s reverence. She did have every reason to be reverent. He was remarkably well-groomed, and the scent of the shower wafting off of him was a welcome change from Aventurine’s sweat and c@m. She suspected that the divide was not going to be present for long. After some squeezing of that fine male specimen, Stelle slowly ventured down to where she knew she was needed. His erection had pitched a tent in his bathrobe, and now, with it out of the way, she knelt between Dr. Ratio’s spread legs, and observed her prize. “Nice chalk,” she said. Regrettably, nobody in the room got the joke. She didn’t want to compare — she really didn’t, but it was obvious that the doctor’s shaft, while a little shorter than Aventurine’s, was far girthier. The bulging veins running along its length looked almost angry to see her, which filled Stelle’s heart with gleeful anticipation. “This is love-making, not a museum,” Dr. Ratio reminded her. There was strictness in his voice, but he didn’t seem upset. “One cannot glean hands-on experience from their eyes.” “Oh…” Stelle swallowed. “R—Right. Do you want me to… uh, suck on it?” He indicated yes, with a curt tilt of his head. Stelle, still nervous, brushed her ashy bangs behind her ear. The angle was different, with him lying down. She hoped it wouldn’t affect her rudimentary understanding of f@ll@t@@ too badly. “H—Here I go.” “With pleasure,” the doctor said. All systems go. Stelle leaned down and spread her lips, slowly settling them around his tip. She could definitely feel the stretch. She moved her tongue forward to touch him, hesitantly. Aw, geez. She recognized the taste of prec@m by now. It seemed Dr. Ratio had been aroused for quite some time, given the thickness and scent. Most likely from hearing his comrade banging her brains out in the bath. She tried to pull him out to take a breath — only to find his hand on her head, stopping her. “I didn’t say you could stop, did I?” He leaned in closer, shoving Stelle back down on his c@ck. 
  “My pupil.” 
“M—mmff!” Stelle yelped. In an instant, he shoved himself right to the back of her mouth, where she was tightest, but stopped just short of making her choke. Stelle started her sucking in earnest, using her tongue to lube him up and play with his c@ck. There was almost a satisfying texture to his veins, and she swore she could feel the blood rushing to his tip with every passing second. “You will feel a set of muscles near the back of your mouth, on the sides,” Dr. Ratio said. “They are responsible for helping you jut your lower jaw outward.” “M—Mhmm?” Stelle continued, confused, as he started… lecturing her. He was being rough with her, as promised, but at the same time, he never actually came close to hurting her. Yet. “I want you to stretch those muscles. Loosen your jaw,” Dr. Ratio ordered her. “And I’m going to test if you’ve done it right.” “Mmm??” Stelle tried, indeed, and she was only allowed to be perplexed for two seconds before she felt the doctor’s decadent d@ck diving right between her tonsils. “Khh—” she gasped, unfamiliar with an intrusion this deep, but the doctor didn’t stop. With a grunt of exertion from him, and a powerful jerk of his hips, he managed to squeeze his shaft down her throat. “...!” Stelle couldn’t find her voice. His c@ck felt like it was somewhere it shouldn’t be — choking her out, and to make matters worse, he was holding onto her head, keeping her nice and still for him as her throat-muscles squeezed and struggled. Like she was swallowing far too much food at once, but yet being unable to swallow.“Remember that,” Dr. Ratio growled. “Remember what it feels like.” He held her there for a few seconds more, his prec@m oozing steadily down her throat. She tapped his arms, and then tried slapping his legs, but he did not relent, even as her vision started to swim. It was his decision as to when to let her go, and when the time finally came, Stelle lurched back with such force that she nearly fell off the bed. “H—Hahhh…” she gasped, clutching her chest with one hand and her neck with the other. It hurt. As hard as it was for things to hurt in the dreamscape, it did hurt. Stelle was shocked — and slightly scared — that he’d kept to his word. She was more shocked to find that the experience had left her even more turned on than before. Dr. Ratio seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. He laid back down, folded his hands behind his head, and watched her. It was a challenge. He’d given her a demonstration, and now it was time to prove whether she was a good student. Stelle took a moment to steel herself. Once she was sure, she looked Dr. Ratio in the eyes, leaned down, and spat on his c@ck. “...you’re dirty, doctor,” she panted. “But you desire such company,” he parried her tease. “You who are the most debaucherous of all… just waiting for your potential to awaken.”She wasn’t going to just let him talk down to her. Stelle spat again, and started licking his shaft. He wanted her to deepthroat him, but Stelle knew more than just that. She began with his tip. First, a kiss, and then a careful flutter of her tongue along his slit where he was saltiest. Then came his length. Stelle lowered herself until she was almost prone, making sure that from his perspective, his manhood would be lying across the length of her face — and then staining her pretty, doll-like features as she put her mouth on him, slobbering, licking, and kissing her way up and down his c@ck. She kept her hands on his thighs, refusing to use them at all as she skilfully turned her attention to his b@lls. They were just as full as Aventurine’s, and Stelle hoped they would be just as rewarding to drain. “Pwah… mwah,” Stelle kissed him down there, letting his thick scent coat her palate. “You like that, doctor?”“Hmph.”He had his arms folded behind his head, but Stelle could see that he was clenching one of his fists. His composure was now an act. She spent a few more minutes teasing the doctor’s loins. She lavished his thighs and pelvis with kisses as well, careful to not clean or wipe her face. She wanted him to see her as messy, as sloppy, and as slovenly as possible. And frankly, being covered in her spit, and his prec@m mixed with sweat, made her h@rny as f@ck. “I’m gonna put you in my… mwah… my mouth, doctor.” “Make haste,” he hissed. “I have nothing to gain from empty promises.” “And then I’m gonna choke on your c@ck…” Stelle continued, keeping her eyes on him as she positioned herself at his tip. Yes. She could see the twitch in his mask of stone. “Then I’m gonna gargle you sooo deep that I suck on each of your sperm-filled b@lls…” Stelle kissed his tip, once, twice, three times, her coquettish demeanor a star system away from the utterly slavish words leaving her mouth. “Until I drain… them… dry.” With that promise, and without waiting for his response, Stelle sank herself down. Having sized up his shaft for the past few minutes, she knew his size — and so unhinged her jaw at just the right second to take him down her throat. She heard Dr. Ratio hiss, and bite down on his hand to keep from losing any more composure. He could try all he wanted. He didn’t know g@dd@mn stubborn Stelle could be, and so, using his buff legs as handlebars, the Trailblazer fought to take him deeper still, deeper than he’d done in his demonstration. Now that she had the angle right, she could feel him sliding into her gullet like it was a natural sheath, built just for a vessel of the scholar’s s@xual pleasure. Stelle wouldn’t have minded the title. The head of his c@ck was the fattest, and thus the most difficult, to get down. Stelle kept holding her breath, relying on the natural lube of her spit and his precum to shove him further. After a few seconds of grappling with his girth, she found her nose tickled by his pubes. Eyes watering, she made the pointed gesture of sticking her tongue out to tease his b@lls.
  “Nngh—!”
Perhaps the first uncontrolled sound she had ever heard leaving the doctor’s body. Stelle hardly had the chance to celebrate her victory before something else left the doctor’s body — his c@msh@t. When Dr. Ratio came, he exploded, and that was hardly an exaggeration. He thrust his hips up like he was trying to fit his entire ass down Stelle’s throat, and his first hose of seed hit the back of her throat with such force that her eyes rolled. Everything that followed was a frenzied, sweaty, grunting mess. Dr. Ratio held onto the bed, the wood cracking in his grip as he humped Stelle’s mouth, and she did her best to swallow. After she took his first few spurts, Stelle soon realized she was running out of air. Getting him out of her mouth was a struggle, because he was rutting into her on instinct to stay, but Stelle eventually managed the ordeal before she could black out. “A—Ah geez,” she exclaimed, awkwardly, as she took his next blast of cum to the face. “P—Pwah…” She finished him off with her hands. Both of her fists, gripping his slick shaft, and pumping as fast as she could. It pleased her greatly to see Dr. Ratio with a chunk of the broken bed in one hand, and the other thrown across his l@st-flushed face as he fought to keep from shouting his pleasure. It didn’t help that Stelle was now, effectively, milking the remnants of his @rg@sm out of him, her pace not at all commensurate with how finished he was. Stelle didn’t stop when he was done shooting his load. She stopped when her hands were tired, and looked down to inspect her handiwork. “Wowie,” she breathed. Her hands were coated in his sp@nk, and the smell was so potent. It had made its way down her throat and all over her mouth as well. She brought her sticky fingers down to her womanhood, and mixed some of their juices together. It was a sight to behold, but not as much as the sight of the doctor, bedraggled and blushing, completely devoid of his day-to-day dignified demeanor. “...need help getting up?” she offered him her dirtiest hand, and only then did he slap it away. “Lie down,” Dr. Ratio rose from his seat. “Why?” Stelle tried to put on her best sassy brat personality, only for the doctor to seize her by the shoulders and throw her down onto the bed. “Because your lecturer demands it,” he said. Oooh. Wow. This was perfect. Stelle was terrified in the best way possible. Wasting no time at all, Dr. Ratio positioned himself between Stelle’s legs. He was kneeling, and so he hooked her legs over his lap — and pulled her up into his pelvis. “E—Eeesh,” Stelle raised her hands in front of her chest. “Th—This doesn’t seem a very safe position, doctor.”“It is not,” he rasped, taking his c@ck and slapping it against her stomach with a meaty thwack. “But you will find that it is conducive to our purposes.” “What purpose might that be, doctor?” she touched the tips of her index fingers together, trying to act cute. It might have been convincing if her voice wasn’t still wet with his s@m@n. “Railing you,” Dr. Ratio said, his stern voice brimming with sexual frustration. “Until I see stars?” Stelle grinned, excited. “It seems like the real Honkai was the friends we ma—”He did not even give her time to finish the joke. In one swift, violent, thrust, he sheathed himself inside Stelle, and the Trailblazer lost her sentence to a shrill shriek of release. She barely recognized it as her own voice, and the resemblance only grew more alien as he started moving. “You will learn,” Dr. Ratio held onto her hips, slamming her into his c@ck like she was a ragdoll. “I will make you learn.” Stelle had no idea what the hell she was supposed to be learning. With every lean, cruel rut of the good doctor’s hips, he shoved her further and further forward, until her head was dangling off the bed. It gave her an upside-down view of Aventurine, who was lounging on the sofa, watching them while jerking himself off. “You’re doing wonderfully, darling,” he raised an imaginary toast to her. “Keep making him upset, and you won’t be walking for weeks in the real world.” She couldn’t tell if he was joking. She genuinely couldn’t tell — Dr. Ratio was so strong, and his fingers dug into her taut belly with such ferocity that Stelle wondered how much of this her real body was going to feel. It was his turn to spit on her. He aimed for her p@ssy, and put his fingers to work, vigorously rubbing them against the swollen nub of her cl@t. Stelle yelped and jerked, trying to sit up, but with his other hand he slammed her back down. “Know your place,” he hissed. “Sit down unless instructed otherwise!” Hellooo?? Doctooor?? She’d been trying to sit, thank you very much!But he didn’t let her have her way. It was, in fact, very likely that the doctor himself was no longer in his right mind, and all his mental faculties were currently focused on trying to hollow out the Trailblazer’s p@ssy. He was certainly putting his back into it. When she wasn’t looking at Aventurine stroking his shaft, Stelle turned back to observe the doctor at work, and admire how his powerful body tensed and flexed, crashing against hers with all the force and anger he would need to decimate a lesser woman. It was a good thing that Stelle considered herself a more woman. She challenged his dominance — by kicking her legs up, and locking them behind his back. She’d had no intention of letting him pull out since the very start, but this was to just make extra sure that Dr. Ratio knew who was calling the cumshots. “You indecent creature,” he panted. Stelle’s eyes carefully, purposefully, traced the path that a bead of sweat took down his body. From his indigo hair, down his chiseled, jaw, his heaving chest, and then finally being flung off his abdominals and landing on her. In fact, her belly was where most of his fluids ended up. Sweat and nectar flew from where his body roughly kissed hers, and her backwards-leaning posture, with her legs elevated, meant that they slowly flowed up her body, pooling under her modest bust. She grabbed her b@@bs and gave them a jiggle, hoping the doctor would enjoy the view a bit more. His response was to double his pace, jackhammering into Stelle with a wildness that felt wholly unsafe. “W—Wait!” Stelle’s shoulders scrunched up as he rubbed her cl@t. “Th—That’s a little much—!”“Shut up,” Dr. Ratio slapped her rear. “What did I say about silence?!” Stelle had no way of defending herself from his pleasure. She couldn’t even sit up — and so she could only utter a mental apology before she climaxed in his embrace. 
  “D—DOCTOR—!” 
The involuntary buck of her hips came first, and Stelle’s back arched so hard she nearly bounced herself off his lap. She could feel that electric sensation in her body snaking down into her loins, euphoria turning into spasms and shudders like there was an Omni-Synthesizer built into her v@g@n@. “Nn—nnngh—!” She came hard. And if he wasn’t going to be shy about it, then neither was she. Stelle’s hips jerked forward and upward again, and she felt Dr. Ratio’s c@ck slam into — and kiss — her sweet spot. The follow-up attack was more than enough to tip her over the edge, and Stelle’s body let rip with a generous splattering of nectar that soaked the sheets around them. Blast was still meta, baybee!Surprisingly, he slowed down for her climax, taking care to thrust into where it was most pleasurable for her, all while continuing to stimulate her cl@t. His eyes were dark, but focused — and it made Stelle blush to notice he was studying her reactions. Well… of course he was. He wasn’t very experienced at all, was he? So much of his movement was impulsive and selfish… Aeons knew how frustrated a scholar of the Intelligentsia Guild could get in their downtime.It took a few minutes for Stelle to finish c@mm@ng and spasming in his arms. It was by far from the most elegant of her endings, and by the time she was done, they were both covered in her sex juice. “Are you quite finished?” “Yeah,” Stelle gasped, still trying to see if she could feel her toes. “I—It’s about time… you f—finished too, Veritas.” “She does that,” Aventurine chimed in before Dr. Ratio could ask. “First-name basis, right before the creampie.” “Does she now,” Veritas sighed, and changed his position, such that he was kneeling, and her legs were going up, up, and over his shoulders… oh, boy. That’s the one the tag’s for. “I do,” Stelle giggled, shyly. “I mean… it kinda feels polite. Considering you’re gonna cream my baby room and all.” “Change that phrasing,” Veritas snapped. “I never want to hear it again.” “Oh gee,” Stelle pursed her lips, making sure he could still see the cum on her tongue. “Well, you’re gonna have to shut me up then, Ve-ri-tas. At least, if you think you can.” Sometimes, Stelle, when playing a Soulslike game, would enter an area she was sorely unequipped to deal with. The enemies would all have unique names, and there would be respawn points every ten paces or so. Sometimes, there would even be an awful fog gate, preventing her from leaving said area until she’d been beaten so pulpy that March would complain about having to drink her remains. This was a fog-gate situation.Veritas looked furious at her taunting, and he started rutting into Stelle with such force that he shoved half the length of her body off the bed in one blow. “O—Ow! O—Oh, goods…” Stelle yelped, a second climax shuddering through her as Veritas pistoned his hips harder and harder, keeping her legs hugged tightly to his chest with those big strong arms. “Hup,” Aventurine helpfully held her up to keep Stelle from outright toppling off the bed. “What can I say, darling? You asked, he’s delivering.” The next five (or maybe ten?) minutes could only be described as animalistic mating. Veritas, devoid of the very rationality that was supposed to be his namesake, devoted himself to molding Stelle’s insides to the shape of his fat c@ck, burying his length inside her for just enough time for her to feel pleasure, then yanking it free — then slamming it back in. Every impact bruised her beautifully. Stelle’s ass was red and f@ck-raw, and she stared the doctor down as he kept up his assault, the succubus grin on her face only spilling forth the more she tried to hide it. “Someone’s mad,” she panted. “Someone’s maaad.” He spanked her again. Stelle responded by reaching out and grabbing ahold of his tit. Nice and fleshy — and the audacity of her gesture had him seizing both of her br@@sts in retaliation. Even the bed creaked and groaned under his roughness. Stelle stuck her tongue out at the doctor whenever she started to detect him slowing down, and folded her arm over her chest to ensure the doctor wouldn’t leave. They didn’t even pause when he rotated her around — all the better for Aventurine to stand clear of the splash zone as Veritas pinned her to the mattress. She loved every second of this.She loved seeing the doctor losing control. She loved feeling him pound her p@ssy like he hated her, snarling and cursing this stupid, imbecile of a pupil for how obscene, debaucherous, and promiscuous she was. And she loved that his huge frame flattened her to the bed, her legs stretched above his head as he star-railed her towards what would surely be her third collapse. Read that again. “This is going to be your final lesson,” Veritas hissed. “Open up.” “Watch your language—” Stelle shot back. “You’re going to upset some of the readers— mmmfgh—” He kissed her. It was a loveless, hungry, gesture, but with her whole body scrunched up under him, being kissed, and having his tongue callously invade her lips only fed her fantasy further. And it was in this very position — dominant, conquering, and angry — that Dr. Veritas Ratio reached his second climax. “Ghhh—!” This time, he only had her throat to suffocate his groans with. “Mm, F@CK!”It was a powerful roar that ripped from him, and flowed down to Stelle’s core like liquid Phlogiston. She thrust her hips up to meet him, to accept him into her as deep as she could fit his fat shaft. Stelle screamed into the doctor’s mouth as his arms squeezed her with furious affection. Ropes upon ropes of hot cum lashed at Stelle’s womanhood, utterly packing her full. Her throat went hoarse from all the squealing, but her p@ssy was more than wet enough to keep squirting, however hard it was for her juices to escape the seal of his manhood, plugging her entrance like a winecork. Veritas, for lack of words at all, continued to let out guttural gasps and groans as he grinded himself into her depths, milking his @rg@sm into his pupil’s womb. Stelle could barely think (compared to usual, even), and dedicated her remaining faculties to keeping her tight p@ssy rubbing, squeezing, and coiling around the doctor’s still-spurting c@ck. Another kiss of his shaft against her filled motherhood, and Stelle came again. A sharp spank to her ass lengthened it, and Veritas f@ck@d her for a few more hard, forceful strokes through her climax, until her legs slipped from his shoulders, utterly jellylike.When he finally released her, it felt like the actual weight of the world was sliding off her body. Stelle’s down-there made an audible squeak as Dr. Ratio freed his cock from its confines, the scholar panting the hardest Stelle had ever seen him pant in her life. “...ow,” Stelle rubbed her stomach. “My boywomb.” “You’re a woman, Stelle,” Aventurine assured her gently. “You have a womb.” “Ow.” She turned over, shakily, and accepted Aventurine’s kind offer of a glass of water. She wasn’t physically thirsty, since it was the dreamscape, but she’d been f@ck@d in both holes for so long that her brain was starving to take in some liquid that did not contain IPC DNA. “How was it?” Aventurine, still nude, sat on the bed beside her. There wasn’t any shame in nakedness anymore. Or at least, Stelle would have liked to believe she was that mature. It took him all of two seconds to catch her staring at his d@ck. He quietly raised his leg, hiding it from view. “Your first time,” he attempted to continue the conversation. “I hope it was a fulfilling one for you?”“Mm…” Stelle nodded. She sat up, and could feel the liquid contents of her body seeping loose onto the sheets. “But why are we… uh, having this talk now?” “Hm?” both Aventurine and Dr. Ratio turned to stare.Stelle slowly lay back down on the bed, spreading her legs and showing the boys where they’d both used her to sate their selfish appetites. “Don’t tell me you two are done already,” Stelle bit her lip, grinning. “No logging out until you burn at least 120 Stamina… and I’m no ordinary Calyx.” Aventurine pointed at Stelle, who was trying to act sexy. “Do you understand what she’s saying, doctor?”“Not a word,” Dr. Ratio said, sliding back onto the bed, and taking up his spot beside her head. “However… I see no reason not to indulge my pupil for some remedial.”'
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