Post-Scriptum 03 - Mating Season
"Kek."
Anon lounged in his room, smiling like an idiot. A few days have passed since the Arkos pseudo-date and yet he still remembered it like it was yesterday. He still giggled to himself like a little kid at how cute Jaune and Pyrrha have been. Something else came to his mind.
Early morning, The day after Arkos Date #0.
Anon leaned on his fist as Nora approached the table. Nora held her hip with the proudest smile on her face. She sat down with a hiss of pain. Her wingman grinned.
"I'm guessing things went horribly right last night."
She nodded with a grin.
"Yup."
"No regrets?"
"Nope."
"Did you break him like I asked you not to?"
She went to reply but stopped mid-way. She riffled through her pocket and pulled out her scroll, dialling in Ren's number. It took three tries before he finally answered.
"You there, bud?" Anon asked.
He was replied by a gurgly groan.
"I'll take that as a yes. Did you like my little gift at least?"
This time he replied with an irritated groan.
"I'll take that as a yes also."
"You owe me a new hip and spine." Ren groaned before hanging up.
"...Spine?" He looked at Nora fearfully. "The fuck did you do?"
She smiled innocently.
"Nothing for you to worry about."
Present Time
Anon still had shivers when he recalled that innocent smile. Ren recovered since then but it was clear that something else happened besides snu-snu. He thought that mostly because when people are around, they act as they always did. But sometimes, when no one's around; it was sickening how sweet they were to each other. Sometimes rubbing their noses together while holding hands, or giving cute little pecks on the other's lips. It was downright diabetic for Anon, who now had a metric fuck ton of photos of JNPR being the cutest things since baby seals.
Well... Before they get ripped to shreds by Orcas, but that's beside the point.
Since yesterday afternoon, everyone besides him, Blake, Ren and Nora have left to go back home. Bored, Anon began fiddling with his phone.
Ever since he got to Remnant, his phone has been acting weird. For one, the energy didn't drain at all even after he forgot to close it for twenty-four hours. Second, he had high-speed internet linked directly to his world. This was good because he had access to any and all information he could need. Third, no matter what, he could not communicate with his world. Direct or private messages, no phone calls, nothing. It was like a cell room with a single two-way window. He could look out but no one could look in.
He tried sending a message on a forum or message boards he often frequents but once it was sent, the text glitched before self-deleting. He hummed curiously as he tried again. He switched from the South Sudanese Basketweaving forum to the bird app with similar results. He left the bird app before he caught any more brain damage, switching to a forum called the 'Sin City Occult Society'.
"With all the wacky shit that happens back home, there's got to be something."
No dice.
"Fuck!" He aggravatedly cursed. "It's just memes about succubus summonings and which Fey is safe to make contracts with. I'm not a fucking warlock, gimme something to work with!"
Even with tread filters, Anon came up empty-handed. He tossed his phone on the desk and went to take a lap. He grumbled frustratedly.
I need a drink. They better have restocked the damn vending machine or so help me!
As Anon walked around campus, he noticed something strange. a lot of the Faunus students acted very reserved. Now, that probably wasn't something too out of the ordinary but he also noticed that a lot of them seemed out of breath all the time. Their faces were also often flushed red. He passed by some of them as he went for the vending machine and he swore he heard some of the girls' swoon, clenching whatever they had in their hands against their chest and looking lovingly at him. He gulped nervously.
Wait, didn't Doc Peach talk about how most mammalian Faunuses enter estrus during mid to late spring and early summer?
He checked the date and yeah, going into summer. He cursed under his breath as he hurried on up to get a drink and bounce.
Sorry ladies, I'm not about to fuck some girl who can barely think straight. I may be an ass at times but I'm no scum, no sir!
Unfortunately, the machine was out of energy drinks.
"Fuck." He bitched as he picked something else.
With cola in hand, Anon made his way to the gym. By now, Blake was probably done working out and on her way out. She told him that she'd like to go to Tukson's and pick out some books together. Since he had nothing else to do, he agreed. Besides, he was running low on Remnish smut.
Don't judge.
The gym was mostly empty, with only the mega buff gym-bros still working out.
"Jesus, those are some specimens," He commented.
"Looking for something?"
Anon turned around and was met with someone's rippling abs.
"Oh my god, you could grind meat on those." He looked up. "Oh, hey Yats."
The giant of Team CVFY nodded in greetings.
"About that," Anon said. "Have you seen Blake? The sombre girl that wears black from Team RWBY."
"The one you helped out when you got your back injured?"
"Yeah, that one."
"I think I saw her enter the women's changing room but I haven't seen her leave it."
"Gotcha." The two friends fist-bumped. "Thanks, bruv."
"My pleasure, friend."
It didn't take long before Anon found the right place. There was a small corridor that branched into two sections, one was the male changing room and the other was the female changing room. Finding Blake wasn't hard either, she just leaned against the wall of the main corridor. Anon noticed that she was awfully distracted. She held herself, breathing heavily. Her face was flushed and locks of her hair hung in front of her face messily.
"Uh... Blake?"
She didn't respond, her body twitching slightly. Anon was weirded out by how strange she was acting. He came closer, now standing in Blake's personal space. Usually, she would react but it was like her surroundings didn't exist. He leaned closer and closer to her, expecting a reaction, any reaction would do. But no, it was like he wasn't there.
My bullshit-o-meter is going haywire right about now.
His face was only a few centimetres away from her head. Her cat ears twitched behind the bow. he blew gently into them.
Now... He expected a yelp, a hiss maybe. Probably a slap too. The last thing expected, however, was a moan.
"D'fuck?!" Anon cursed in surprise.
Her legs shook as she dropped into a light squat. She looked up at him, her glance was halfway between her typical glare and what can only be described as reluctant bedroom eyes.
Oh no.
"Are you alright?" He asked. "I've been standing here next to you for a hot minute there."
She panted lightly, standing back up and trying to return to her usual self.
"I... I'm sorry." She apologized meekly. "I've been out of it since this morning."
Blake looked atrociously submissive right now. Her ears occasionally twitched before flattening against her head. She looked at the ground but sometimes looked back up at his eyes, only to avert her gaze.
Ok, something is definitely wrong.
"I think you a little more than just out of it, kitten."
Now, when he uses that nickname, she gets annoyed. Surely, this'll do the trick.
"Could... Could you call me that again?" She asked quietly, her ear fluttering.
Wat.
He looked closer and noticed an omen for things to come.
She had hearts in her eyes.
Aw shit, I know what going on now...
Blake kept looking at him, gazing fondly at her friend. This friend that she shared a bed with for multiple nights, this wonderful friend who helped her out of the kindness of his own heart, her dearest friend who risked his life to protect her. Blake gently fondled herself, her hand slowly travelling downward.
"UHHHH, Blake?!"
She startled to attention, still looking at him fondly. He sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Please, don't tell me you're also in heat right now..."
Blake blinked before seemingly remembering that yes, she was in estrus right now. She cleared her throat embarrassedly.
"P-perhaps... Why are you asking?" She tried to play it off. Badly, might I had.
"Blake, you were seconds away from jerking off in front of me," He said bluntly. "I think you know why I'm asking."
Blake's ears flopped down ashamedly.
"Sorry..."
He sighed again.
"Don't, it's just your biology."
Blake smiled thankfully. She rested her head against his chest before hugging him closely.
"Anon..." She purred sweetly.
Anon went rigid and began sweating nervously.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfu-
She snuggled closer, taking a big whiff of his scent. Anon began screaming internally, only stopping when he heard the sound of people coming out the changing rooms.
"OK!" He yelled suddenly. "Let's get out of here before we get ourselves into an even more awkward situation!"
He grabbed her by the wrist and ran out of the gym at comically high speed.
Anon panted in exertion in front of Team RWBY's dorm room, having ran the entire way there. Blake wrapped herself around his chest, her eyes glazed over in a lewd haze. He felt her occasionally nibble and suck on his shirt collar.
"Ok, we're finally here."
Now all I need is to open the door and-
"Wait, I don't have the digital key..."
He looked down at the cat in heat literally breathing down his neck.
"Uh, Blake?"
She hummed absentmindedly.
"Can you pass me your scroll? I kinda can't get into your dorm without the key."
"Back... Pockets..." She said quietly before kissing his neck.
A shiver ran down his spine as he felt her soft lips in his skin. Her ears fluttered in pure contentment. He reached down and began sifting through her pockets. He came up empty-handed...
Well... Not entirely.
Blake moaned at having her rear caressed. She tightened her embrace, her legs wrapping tighter around his waist.
"More..." She begged lewdly.
OH FUCK OFF!
She didn't have her scroll on her, effectively locking the two out of the RWBY dorm.
Shit! I can't get in. I can't leave her out here either. I don't doubt that most of the people here are good folk but I doubt it's just the females that are in heat.
He took a glance at Blake's degrading state. She still wore her gym clothes, tight-fitting shorts and tank top; her black sports underwear visible through the thin moistened fabric. She smelled of sweat and deodorant. She clearly hadn't had the time to take a shower before Anon found her. The look she gave him left little to the imagination, she obviously wanted him.
He groaned.
"Shit. Plan B it is then."
...
He done did it now. He brought Blake to his room and he was internally facepalming.
Is this really happening? I'm not hallucinating, am I?
He let out a surprised gasp as he felt Blake suck on his neck. She was still clinging tightly onto his body, rubbing her chest against him. His face heated up as he felt her hard nipples rubbing against him. The way she looked at him like he was the most important thing in the universe did not help. She struck again, licking and suckling on his neck. He felt his blood pumping below the belt.
Oh for fuck's sake! Now is neither the time nor is it appropriate! She's not in her right mind, I can't do something like this to her!
Blake wrapped her arms around his head, cradling it gently.
"Anon..." She muttered lovingly.
She unwrapped her leg from his hip and without warning pushed herself and him onto the bed, locking lips with him in the process. Her tongue wandered inside his mouth, swirling all around. Aron tried to gently push her off but she caught his hand and pinned them to the bed. Their finger intertwined as she kept kissing him deeply. Her lips took hold of his tongue as she began sucking on it. She only broke the kiss to breathe. She held his hands tenderly, a look of loving devotion that began to eat away at Anon's resistances.
This is wrong... I'm not going to-
His thoughts were interrupted by her returning assault on his lips. He kept them sealed but that didn't do much. Blake kept licking and pecking them. She sat up on top of him and let out a shivering moan. Anon's member was hard as rock and pitching a considerable tent.
Shit.
One skipped foreplay session later...
Her whole body shivered pleasantly as she fell back on the bed.
Anon sat up, his face flushed and slightly sweating. He looked down, his still-on, still zipped-up pants drenched in her juices. He shook his head.
That... was closer than I'm comfortable with.
He took a look at her still quivering body, her face locked in an expression of ecstasy. He swallowed the lump forming in his throat.
"This is wrong..."
He tried to get out of the bed but she clung to his shoulders.
"Blake, no," He said, grabbing her wrists. "You aren't in your right mind."
She tried to stick her tongue into his mouth but he backed away. She pounced on him, pinning him to the bed.
"Blake?!"
She panted heavily, her mind completely overtaken with lust. She lifted his arms above his head, pinning them with one hand.
"Blake!"
Her other hand travelled downward, caressing his twitching bulge. She undid his belt and went to remove his pants...
"BLAKE!" He yelled.
She froze, seemingly regaining some sense. She forced herself off of him, giving him the chance he needed to bolt out of the bed.
"I-I... I'm... I'm so... sorry." She stuttered ashamedly, clearly struggling to keep herself under control.
She sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her legs closely. She was still trembling and panting, still recovering from her intense orgasm.
"I'm usually... Able to control myself... This..." She trailed off. "This time of... Year..."
She breathed heavily as she shoved her hand under her clothes to fondle herself. She began to lose control again, looking at him with beckoning eyes full of desires.
Anon felt a breeze hit his neck, telling him that denying a woman offering herself to him was a man's folly. He felt an intense feeling of disgust at the thought, killing it outright in his mind. He went to leave once more but felt something catching his sleeve. Blake held it meekly with tears in the corners of her eyes.
"Don't... Don't leave me," She begged. "I hate being alone..."
He felt his heart jump. At first, He taught that she was just saying that because she was under her estrus' influence. The lack of hearts in her eyes told him that she actually meant it. He scratched the back of his head, grumbling.
"Fine, I'll help you..."
He sat next to her, stroking her cheek with his thumb.
"But, I'm not going to fuck you." He declared, resolute. "I can't do something like that to a girl that can't properly give me consent."
She nodded.
"Could..." She hesitated. "Could you... touch me?" She begged, her eyes turning back into hearts.
He sighed.
"As you wish."
One skipped intense foreplay session later...
Finding Blake's scroll hadn't been too hard, she just left it in a locker at the gym changing room. One of the girls there was kind enough to get it for him. Anon then returned to his room to a sleeping Blake, grinning stupidly as she cuddled his shirt. He then rolled her in a blanket and carried her to her dorm.
Once he crossed the door's threshold, he closed it behind him. With a tired groan, he rested his head against the door.
"No offence, but thank fuck that's over with." He sighed. "I've dealt with a few high or drunk chicks before but this is the first time I've dealt with someone so goddamned horny."
A quick auditory ping rang from his scroll. With a curious hum, he checked his DMs.
'Bun-bun: Need help, courtyard, come asap.'
He sighed.
"I wonder what this could be about..." He drolled sarcastically.
'Me: I'm in the courtyard at the statue. Where you at?'
It took a few minutes before she answered back.
'Bun-bun: the bushes at the back of the amphitheatres. pls hurry.'
He grumbled to himself worriedly.
Damn slow for an emergency. I better not find her jerking off in a bush. I am not reliving that fucking memory again!
The back of the amphitheatre was completely barren of people with the only form of life being shrubbery and grass. It was dead silent except for a subtle, barely audible noise. If you really focused, you could also make out someone's ragged breathing. He sighed as he followed the breathing, picking up on some moaning.
"I fucking knew it." He bitched quietly.
It wasn't hard finding her in the shrubbery, considering that shrubs don't have fuzzy brown bunny ears. The two quivering ears poked out of a dense pair of bushes. He groaned as he crouched in front of it, somewhat covering any compromising angles.
"Goddamnit." He cussed. "Hey Velvet, need anything?"
Her breathing stayed haggard but now he could hear a wet slapping sound.
"Vel..."
She breathed harder and harder whilst her moaning became louder and louder, much to his embarrassment.
"This is so fucking awkward."
Oh, it's goin' get worse.
Velvet's legs spread, unwittingly parting the bushes as she laid on the ground while she masturbated furiously. Anon didn't have the time to recoil in shock before her hips shot up and sprayed her juices all over his face. Her hips dropped to the ground as she panted happily. She slowly sat up before freezing halfway. Anon looked mighty unamused as her love juices dripped down his face.
Velvet was utterly mortified at what she had done while Anon remained stoic. He smacked his lips.
"Ah fuckin' hate matin' season."
Anon had taken a flustered Velvet back to his room like he did with Blake. This time, however, Velvet seems to have a lot more control over herself. At least, she had enough to not have to resort to her blasé friend for transportation as Blake did. The Velveteen Rabbit was obviously having trouble keeping her urges in check if the flickering hearts in her eyes were any indication. It seemed to worsen once she sat on his bed, his smell permeating her surroundings.
"I'm so sorry," She said, still red in the face from her earlier blunder.
"Don't sweat it, Luv."
She fiddles with her hair, clearly distracted.
"I knew you would understand..." Her mouth crooked into a smile. "Even though you have a propensity to worry me, you always do your best to help others..."
Her cheeks reddened and the hearts came back in her eyes.
"You're so wonderful, you know that?"
Despite knowing that she was probably under the influence of her estrus, he felt pretty flattered.
"I do what I can."
His mood soured.
I have to. It's the least someone like me can do.
"Anon," She muttered.
"Yeah?"
She poked her fingers together nervously.
"I... I hope I don't have to explain what happened."
He waved his hand.
"Yeah, I think I got the gist of the situation." He smirked. "A whole faceful of it."
Her ears drooped and she whined embarrassedly. Anon chuckled.
"Sorry, that was mean." He wasn't sorry. "Anyways, you were saying?"
She cleared her throat. However, she kept stuttering, unable to say was she wanted to say.
"I... I..."
She inhaled deeply.
"PLEASE BE MY MATING PARTNER!" she blurted bluntly.
Anon stared wide-eyed at his bunny friend.
"Wow. You actually said that."
She buried her face in his pillow and screamed into it out of sheer embarrassment.
"I-I-I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEAN TO PUT IT THAT WAY!" She yelled in panic as she tossed the pillow away.
"But you do want to 'mate' with me."
Her face became as red as a tomato and steam began shooting out her ears.
"Y-yes..."
Anon rubbed his eyes.
This shit again...
"First of all: out of everyone you know, you chose me. Why? Why not, I don't know, literally anyone on your team?"
"W-well..." Velvet looked fearful. "Coco scares the crap out of me."
Anon blinked.
"Come again?"
The hearts disappeared and an aura of dread overtook her.
"I saw what she did to Fox once and-" She shuddered as she held herself in fear. "It was like he was mauled by an Ursa Major!"
Anon's mouth gapped.
"And Fox," She continued. "Poor Fox... I can't put that burden on him! The poor guy might collapse!"
"Ok? And Yats?"
Her face blanked.
"Asexual."
"That just means he has no sex drive, he still has a dick!"
"I know that but..." She paled. "I'm afraid he'll tear me in half!"
"What do you mea- Oh... OH!"
"Yeah."
"So realistically, I'm the only one."
She looked down meekly.
"Well..." She whispered. "Not the only one."
Oh?
She looked up at him with a shy peek, her eyes looking fondly at him with large heart-shaped pupils.
"When we first met, you helped me out of the goodness of your heart. You didn't look at me and thought that I was different. You always treated me like I was anyone else."
Anon sat down next to her, Velvet scooted until their hips touched.
"Even though you clearly were going through a lot of stuff emotionally, you never stopped helping me and others. When Cardin was picking on me, you were the only one who came to help me. Even though I was terrified that you were going to get hurt..."
She looked into his tired but vibrant brown eyes. She smiled.
"I... I was happy."
She leaned closer until their lips touched. She leaned into the kiss and raised a hand to lovingly stroke his face. As the two separated, a small string of saliva kept them connected. She leaned against his chest and snuggled into his chest.
"You're my closest friend outside of my team and..."
She stared into his eyes.
"I may have others who could help me, but I want it to be you." She lowered her head and cuddled into his neck. "Anon, could we..."
Her warm breath brushed against his neck, making him shiver. He felt the same cold breeze hit his neck again, this time he felt that he'd be a hypocrite if he denied Velvet after what he did to Blake. He wanted to squash the feeling as he did before. But then again...
This feels wrong but...
He looked down at his chest, Velvet snuggled closer while sniffing him. He sighed.
I can't just leave her like this, can I?
"Alright," He said defeatedly.
Anon moved a lock of hair away from her face, she kissed his hand with devoted eyes.
"Let's get started then."
A few orgasms later...
Anon shivered as Velvet's squeaky moan hit his ear. Currently, he was laid on the bed next to her. He had rolled his sleeves and undone the first few buttons of his shirt. Velvet meanwhile was stark naked and clutching a pillow. Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head as she bit down on the pillow. Anon removed his hand from between Velvet's legs as a large puddle began forming.
How many orgasms is she on now? Six, I think?
Tears of pleasure dripped from the corner of her eyes as her body loosened. Her teeth let go of her pillow, leaving behind teeth-shaped stains on the fabric. She rolled from the side unto her back, her chest heaving up and down as she greedily gulped down air. By now, her mind was a haze of lust and pleasant warmth.
"I'm surprised at how fast that went," He commented.
She might be quicker than Blake if I'm being honest.
The bed creaked as he sat up, he caressed her face as her breathing calmed down. She took his hand out of her face and pounced on an unprepared Anon. She pinned him to the bed, panting with a lewd smile.
"More~," She said. "I want MORE!"
Anon stared wide-eyed at what he now recognized as a sex craving rabbit. He gulped loudly.
"I am so fucked."
"Oh, you have no idea~," She said, before smashing their lips together and ripping the shirt off his chest.
"WHOA-HO, slow down!"
Although it was clear she wanted to go all the way, she did stop when he asked. Her every breath were heavy as tear kept pooling at the corners of her eyes.
"Anon..." She whined beckoningly. "Your hands aren't enough! Please, I want to do it!"
"Velvet-"
"It's unbearable! This itch is driving me mad! I NEED to do it!"
Anon groaned, looking away.
"I know that but... It..."
He lifted his stare to gaze into her lustful eyes.
"It would feel wrong to do something like that to you when you're like this."
The hearts disappeared from her widening eyes.
"I'd rather do it with the Velvet I know and love."
She blinked multiple times before her face went from pink to red like a thermometer being dropped in boiling water.
"EEEEEEEEH?!" She let out as steam shot out of her rabbit ears.
Anon looked away shyly.
"Well... As a good friend but... You know."
Velvet covered her face to hide her embarrassment.
"Uuuuu!" She squeaked behind her hands. "You idiot!"
"Have I ever told you that you're cute when you're flustered?"
She grabbed a pillow and hit him with it, much to his amusement.
"Stupid! STUPID!" She flusteredly yelled. "Why do you have to say such stupid things!?"
He just chuckled.
"Because I love and care for you. As a friend, of course." He added cheekily.
She growled cutely with a pout.
"Why you..." Her ears flopped. "Be clearer when you say stuff like that!"
"Sorry." He smiled. "I just prefer you when you're like this instead of... whatever the fuck you were a moment ago."
"Unfathomably horny?"
"Yeah, that."
Speaking of which, the hearts returned.
Oh, joy.
"Do you... Mean that?" She asked hopefully.
He sighed.
"Yes, Velvet, I prefer the normal you over the borderline sexual predator you are when you're in estrus."
She looked away from him before squealing happily like a schoolgirl.
Well, she's happy.
She turned back to him before gently pushing him down and embarrassing him.
"I knew you were the right choice."
He blinked lifelessly.
You really haven't. Believe me, I would know.
"You sure you want me to do this?" He asked in concern.
She interlocked their hands together before kissing him.
"Yes," She confirmed. "I want it to be you."
He stared into her beautiful eyes before subtlety nodding his head.
"Alright." He mouthed. "Then, let's be in each other's care."
She smiled lewdly, her pupils turning to hearts.
"Let's!" She yelled before pouncing on him.
I'll let your imagination do the work.
Coco looked at her scroll's contact with lips pursed in annoyance.
"The heck is she doing?" She asked aloud. "She hasn't answered since yesterday."
At the CFVY table, the team minus Velvet were having their breakfast. Yatsuachi wasn't listening, instead, he was busying himself with what could generously be considered half a pig carcass. Fox, meanwhile, was reading a braille book. He raised an eyebrow at Coco's question.
"Last I checked, she said she went to see a friend."
"That's... Kinda worrying." Coco admitted.
The blind man and the giant looked at each other in confusion.
"That so?" Fox said.
"How?" Yatsuachi asked.
Coco lowered her shades to looked at them directly.
"She's in her estrus cycle, guys."
The pair's mouth gapped.
"Oh." They said in unison.
Coco sighed.
"She told me that she usually locks herself in her room back home until it blew over. This year, though, her parents are on vacation so she couldn't go home."
"Are you worried that someone might have done something while she's-" Fox cut himself off, disgusted at the implications.
Coco ground her teeth frustratedly, the idea was driving her mad with anger.
"If anything happened to her going to kill the fu-"
The trio turned as a pained cry emanated behind them. Anon leaned against a pillar, looking incredibly miserable. He held his hip like an old man with arthritis. Besides him was Velvet, who was in a similar situation. The pair used each other for support when not using a wall. They sat down at the table, with Anon sitting between Coco and Velvet. Anon rested his head against the table, groaning and moaning quietly at the pain. Velvet leaned against Anon, which would have been cute if her face wasn't twisted in pain.
Coco's shade slid down as she blinked incredulously while the other two's eyes were bulging. Coco smiled widely once she regained her senses.
"Oh, my~."
Anon glowered at her.
"Coco, just this once. Please shut your fucking mouth."
She closed her eyes with the smuggest of smiles.
"Someone better pick up that phone."
Fox and Yats made a confused noise.
"Wha-"
"BECAUSE I FUCKING CALLED IT~!" She sang triumphantly.
Anon sighed dejectedly.
"I KNEW you guys were like that!" She yelled out excitedly, ignoring the weirded-out looks from passersby.
Velvet blushed slightly and groaned.
"I mean... Not really."
Coco pounced on the opportunity.
"Oh?" She clasped her hands around Velvet's shoulders. "Got details, girl?"
Anon, face still on the table, wiggled his hands around.
"Ah~ I want more!" Anon imitated Velvet's accent perfectly. "I'm gonna fuck you till your hip's dust!"
He coughed harshly.
"Fucken' slave!" He bellowed. "Get your ass back here!"
Velvet glowed a bright red, too tired and in pain to protest. Anon's hands slammed down on the table with a dull thud.
"That enough for ya, you annoying prick?"
Coco smiled.
"So I was right all along!"
Anon raised his head and he and Velvet looked at each other for a moment.
"Meh, it's a casual thing," He said.
Coco deflated.
"What, really?" She asked, almost disappointedly.
Anon shook his head.
"I've had too many bad relationships and almost as many bad breakups." He revealed. "I'd prefer to keep things between friends if it's not too much to ask."
Velvet waved her hands in front of her rapidly.
"N-no no no, it's completely fine!"
She stopped moving suddenly with a wince before massaging her sore waist. Coco giggled as Anon joined her as grumble buddy.
"I'm fine with this," She said cheekily.
"Eat my entire ass." He said in response.
"I thought you did that Velvet though~."
"Oh, I have."
He held his hip with a wince.
"And I have the receipts too."
Fox cringed in sympathy.
"You'll get used to it... I think."
"Oh, I'm aware."
Anon shook his head soberly.
"Can you do me a favour and get me the usual, Fox?"
"Right away!" Fox said as he bolted from his seat.
The rest of the breakfast went as expected, with Coco teasing the two while the other two of team CFVY did jack shit. Coco paused thoughtfully.
"Oh, what now?" Anon asked rudely.
"I'm just thinking... You said that you'd prefer keeping things between friends."
"Yes?"
"So that means you're fine with having sex with your friends?"
"Almost exclusively, yes."
"Almost?"
Anon sniffed.
"Ever heard of the saying: 'At least buy me dinner first before trying to get in my pants?"
"So all someone has to do is buy you dinner for a night?"
"Except friends, they fuck for free."
Coco lowered her before flirtatiously tracing a circle on his chest.
"So all I have to do is ask~?"
Anon snorted.
"Fuck no, you gotta pay up first."
"What?!" She started acting really dramatic. "Am I not your friend, Anon? Have I not done enough to earn your respect and affection?!"
"Hell no! Keep climbing the mountain and I'll think about it!"
"So be it!"
Coco shot up from her seat, putting her foot on the table and posing dramatically.
"I shall do everything I can to conquer Mount Hope and earn a free night in his bed!" She declared proudly and shamelessly.
"So what you're saying is you're a cheapskate who doesn't want to pay for dinner?"
"Damn right!"
Anon chuckled along with the rest of CFVY. He smiled warmly
Yeah, life's good right now. I just hope that I'll be able to keep it going...
For when the fall comes.
POST-SCRIPTUM: END
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