334 Vol. 6 pt. 20 (1/2)
As soon as Fenrir reached Nell, he dropped Oleander to the ground to help her up.
Oleander, naturally, did not approve of this and pouted as he rubbed his rear since he fell on it, but he understood that an injured girlfriend was more important than an uninjured deer that made him question his sexuality.
”Are you alright?” Fenrir asked, leaning down to Nell.
She was covered from head to foot in dirt with black marks from the explosion all over her dress and skin. ”Does staying alive count as being alright?”
”Well, it's more than I expected in all honesty.”
”Do not underestimate me, my hero. Dying takes away all of the pleasure to be gained from such tragedy! While this is not exactly the type of pain that I would normally love, it is still delightful in its own way.”
”Masochist,” Serra said.
”Absolutely!”
Fenrir helped her up onto her feet before brushing some of the dirt off her shoulders, causing her to smile. Then, as soon as he was done, she crouched done to pick up a handful of dirt only to drop it right back onto her shoulder.
”That's a pretty big spot I missed somehow,” he said.
”Worry not, my hero. My family has experience in teaching others how to clean, so I will thoroughly train you until you never leave a spot dirty! Now then,” she paused, looking at her dirty shoulder.
Fenrir cleaned the dirt off of her shoulder once more, causing her to giggle as she considered placing even more dirt on her. However, somebody beat her to the point.
”My hero, it would appear that you have missed yet another spot,” Nell said.
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Fenrir looked her over and didn't see dirt anywhere on her, so what spot did he miss?
She raised a hand and pointed to behind him.
Turning around, none other than Oleander was behind Fenrir, still sitting on the ground with a large pile of dirt on top of his head. He was even winking and sticking his tongue out while holding one hand against the side of his head.
”You'll have to pet it off me, Fenny,” Oleander teased, presenting his head to Fenrir.
”If you stay sitting, I could try kicking it off you,” Fenrir replied, turning his body to get ready to kick.
”Pet it off instead!”
”Why pet when I can—”
”Fen,” Serra said, tugging on his arm.
Fenrir looked at the smallest of his girlfriends only to see an even larger lump of dirt on the top of her head. Naturally, he immediately got to work petting it all off of her and gave her a couple of pats once she was clean.
Serra looked down at Oleander with a smug grin, causing Oleander's eyes to go wide.
”Se-Serra! You betrayed me! I thought we were friends!” Oleander pouted and whined.
”I couldn't resist. Sorry,” Serra said. Then she directed her attention back to her boyfriend. ”You have to pet Olly's head or no more lewd things.”
”That's a horrible threat coming from you. You're the one who can't resist doing lewd things,” Fenrir said, poking her forehead.
”I'll do lewd things to Cass Cass, Nell Nell, and Azawaza instead of you.”
”But I'd still get to watch.”
”No watching.”
”Then I could just do lewd things with them instead of with you.”
”Not allowed. I'll steal them from you.”
”My own girlfriend threatening to netorare me… alright, fine.”
Fenrir returned his attention to the whining, teary-eyed Oleander to finally pet all of the dirt off from his head. Oleander would not be satisfied with only that, though. The moment that the dirt was removed, he grabbed onto Fenrir's wrist with each of his hands and held it down against the top of his head so that he could nuzzle up against it.
”You're so rough and strong when you rub me,” Oleander moaned, wiggling from side to side on his knees as he practically forced Fenrir to pet him. ”Why don't you give my antlers a little rub, too?”
Fenrir, doing as Oleander wished for, grabbed one of the deer boy's antlers with his free hand… and then lifted him up off the ground to hang him from his antler.
”Nn-nngh… y-you're so rough! Ha-haven't I told you how sensitive my antlers are?” Oleander moaned with hearts in his eyes, his short tail wagging behind him as his wiggled around in the air from side to side.
”Don't worry, I'm going to give you some fast and hard service. It's only fair after not getting to give you much lately,” Fenrir said, causing those hearts in Oleander's eyes to pulsate and grow in size.
That was when Fenrir took a step forward, grabbed Oleander's other antler, and spun in a circle! Oleander's body went from hanging down to sticking outward as Fenrir spun and spun around, growing increasingly faster with every rotation until coming to a sudden stop and releasing Oleander's antlers!
The neglected deer boy went flying with dizzy hearts spinning around in his eyes and with the uncertainty of whether he should feel turned on or not by the abuse. As much of a top as he was, being abused like this was occasionally fun, too. At the same time, he didn't want to steal being a masochist from Nell.
Perhaps more importantly, he crashed into the ground, rolled up into a ball, and continued rolling until coming to an upside-down stop with his head between his legs and his legs over his head.
Being thrown was actually pretty fun! If he was able to stand up without immediately falling back over from how dizzy he was, he would definitely ask to be thrown again. But alas, he figured that it would be best to remain where he was until his eyes stopped spinning.
”I wasn't expecting that,” Cassiel said. ”Is he going to be alright?”
”He'll be fine,” Fenrir answered. ”It's not the first time we've done something like that.”
”Now I'm curious.”
”This actually happened just a few weeks before I met you and Serra. We went to a new bar that opened, I got drunk, and then he helped me back to his place. When he went to help me into bed, I begged him to throw me. I have no idea why. I guess I just really wanted to be thrown. I was so drunk that I can't even remember it.”
”Then how do you know it happened?”
”Because he recorded me on his phone. He made sure to record me begging for it, set his phone down, and then recorded himself throwing me onto the bed. Then I told him to do it again.”
”Wait… you're saying that there's a video of this?”
”I have no idea if Olly still has it, but yeah. Wait…”
Fenrir's girlfriends looked at each other and nodded, not even having to speak a single word in order to communicate their plan.
Serra and Cassiel took off after Oleander to interrogate him for information – for the video. Fenrir tried to stop them, but he found himself trapped by a certain somebody's tail being wrapped around his ankles.
”I cannot let you impede them, my hero. I am sure that you understand,” Nell said, tightening her tail.
Then another couple of hands grabbed his shoulders to help keep him locked down.
”Eva?” Fenrir asked, looking at the hybrid girl in front of him.
”I… don't really understand it myself, but I have an urge to help them,” Eva explained.
The only other person present who could help Fenrir was Corwin… or so Fenrir thought. Corwin was already holding onto his arm.
”Even you, Corwin?” Fenrir asked.
”My apologies, captain – ah, I mean, Fen. I know that this is what my Oleander would wish for,” Corwin answered.
Truthfully, Eva was the only one who posed an actual challenge to Fenrir, but playing along was more fun than breaking free and seriously trying to stop his girlfriends even if it meant he'd be getting embarrassed later. He was confident that Oleander still had that video… and many others like it.
But, he figured that since he didn't exactly have embarrassing baby pictures or anything to show his girlfriends, they could at least get to see drunken videos of him.
”What's wrong?” Eva asked upon noticing Fenrir's expression turn sad.
”Nothing,” Fenrir answered. ”I just realized how stupid I am.”
”You are not stupid, my hero,” Nell said. ”What is bothering you?”
The three holding onto him let go.
”Really, it's nothing. I just regret throwing out my baby pictures. When my parents passed, I had to go through all their stuff and see if there was anything I wanted to keep or not. They had a huge picture book of pictures of me from when I was a newborn up to when I was a preteen. I always hated those pictures since I thought they were embarrassing, and I wasn't exactly in the best of moods or anything… so I threw them out. I threw out everything that my parents kept of mine that I thought were embarrassing or stupid. I wish I didn't.”
”It is a shame, but it does not make you stupid,” Nell said. ”We often do not appreciate such things until we are older and may look at them from a new light. It was one of the many follies of youth.”
”I know. I wish I could go back in time and smack myself for thinking those pictures were stupid. I don't really have anything left from my parents now.”
”Eva,” Corwin said, ”let us join the others in interrogating my dearest for that video.”
”Hm? Oh, yeah, sure,” Eva agreed with a nod, leaving Fenrir and Nell alone.
”Corwin is a good 'bro,' is he not?” Nell asked.
Fenrir joined Nell on the ground by sitting next to her, watching as Cassiel and Serra tried to shake the dizziness from Oleander. ”You sound cute when you say bro.”
”It makes me feel like a hooligan, bro! Perhaps I should acquire a baseball cap to wear? It will be tilted down the side of my head, of course! I can even hold up peace signs and go, 'yo, yo!'”
”Please go on.”
”I will be very 'gangster,' yo! What else is there… ah, yes! I will need a basketball so that I can be – I think it is… baller? A baller gangster, yo!”
”You're awakening new things within me, Nell.”
Nell wore a smug smile as she held up a couple of peace signs to him. ”What else do baller gangsters say, bro?”
”Say 'fo shizzle my nizzle.'”
”F-fo shizzle my nizzle?”
”Now say it faster.”
”Fo shizzle my nizzle!”
”Faster.”
”Fohizzle my nizzle!”
”Faster!”
”Fohizzle minizzle!”
”Slower!”
”Fohizzle—wha-what? Slower?”
”I bet you weren't expecting that.”