230 Vol. 4 pt. 33 Patch 6.0: Hard Labor (2/2)
”Of course not. I think you're perfect.”
Serra smiles and hugs him. ”Thanks. I get what you mean. I don't think Bone is bad… just mean. Have you heard from him?”
”Not a single word,” Fenrir says and sighs. ”I'm sure he'll pop up eventually. Wouldn't surprise me if we hear about him in one way or another. He needs to be wherever all the fighting is, and he always ends up making a name for himself.”
”Maybe he'll take over a country and become a king.”
”Pfftt. Yeah, right. Bone is gonna be a king. He hates that stuff. He'd rather just kill a king and then go look for the next one to kill.”
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”He'll be a king and order you to get tied up.”
”Stop.”
”Him and Olly can double team you.”
”I'm done with you.”
”No you're not. You love me.”
”You're right, but I'm still done.”
Serra hugs him again.
”Nope.”
Serra hugs tighter.
”Done.”
Serra strokes his cock through his pants.
”I'll forgive you this time.”
”The power of lewd always win,” Serra says with a smug smile, looking up at him.
”You look so proud of yourself right now,” Fenrir says. ”How can you be so lewd when you're so cute?”
”Because.”
”I see. Yeah, that's some great logic there. Makes total sense.”
Serra smiles and giggles.
”Oi,” Tabitha says. ”Wolf boy, get over here. We need your help holdin' somethin' in place for us while we look at it. Gotta make sure it looks right.”
”Alright, I'll be right over,” Fenrir tells the shortie engineer.
As soon as Tabitha turns away, Serra takes a few squeezes of Fenrir's erection before slapping his rear with her other hand to send him on his way. ”Have fun,” she says.
”You're a damn tease,” Fenrir tells her before groaning.
”The best tease. Go before I pinch you.”
”Oh no, a pinch.”
Serra tries to pinch his ass, but he jumps away before she can.
”Oh, you meant pinching me there. You're seriously a perverted, old man,” Fenrir tells her.
”I know. The best perverted old man.”
While Fenrir goes off to help Tabitha and Rao, Nell continues plotting with Azalabulia, and Cassiel is sitting with Oleander and Corwin.
”Seriously?” Oleander asks her. ”You cut it that short? Oh my god, does it look good?”
”I – I think so,” Cassiel answers.
”You need to send me a picture. Just DM it over Fiscord. I better have a picture by the end of the day, okay?”
”I will,” she says and squirms around, now self-conscious about the whole haircut thing.
”Also, you totally need to let me style your hair sometime! You have so much hair here that I could put into a bunch of styles. And I know Fenny would totally love some of them.”
”He would? Like… like what?”
”Twintails. He's such a sucker for twintails.”
Cassiel regrets her haircut even more now. She could have given herself twintails in real life before, but now she'll be stuck to only potentially having them in-game. ”Oh…”
”Don't worry! Short twintails are a thing and you can always get extensions if you're worried. But, like, you should totes let me do your hair right now. I know Tabs has got some spare hair ties. Cor!” Oleander swings his head around to look at his boyfriend, ”Go ask Tabs for some hair ties!”
”Right this moment? She looks busy,” Corwin says.
All three of them look over at Tabitha.
She's just standing there while Fenrir and Rao hold some wooden planks in position, and she seems to be taking her time and not giving them any further directions.
”Yeah, now's the best time,” Oleander says, knowing that he'll be giving her another reason to take even longer.
”Do you… do you really think twintails will look good on me?” Cassiel asks.
”Oh yeah. You'd look amazing with them! And they'll make for good handlebars.”
”Handle – handlebars?”
”You know. He can hold you by your twintails while,” Oleander finishes his sentence by making a circle with one hand and sticking a finger from his other hand through it back and forth.
Cassiel imagines it. She imagines being on all fours while Fenrir holds her by her twintails from behind as he buries himself inside of her.
The thought causes her face to turn red and steam to rise from her head.
”See? It'd be hot,” Oleander says.
”I'll – I'll try the twintails,” Cassiel says without looking at him.