caetlyn27: ALL WILL BE ANSWERED
Orochi: I played his game and failed miserably XDD
Guest: I had the draft ready. What I don't like about updating on the same day is the fact that it doesn't put my story "on the top" of the site, and it doesn't let you guys know whether I've updated or not. But the same damn thing happens when I upload within 12 hours of each chapter. It's super fucking annoying
Guest: Hmm, it's a thought. I've never really shipped Della and LP. I want the triplets' shitty father to show up
Guest: it's a very tentative idea, but I'm seeing what I can do with the idea of black heron and Steelbeak and their child. It might be a sequel, I don't know. It's still in the works
dalek117: oh man, they'll be going at it like rabbits. Man, you know just how to make me fucking blush because you KNOW it gets to me when I read "beautifully written" or "well done", you motherfucker XDD. And yeah, I'll sleep :)
Guest: thanks for understanding! I'll let you know what I can do with it, because I like the idea a lot :)
Ninjatana Warrior: Dude, I'm terrible at guessing games. I'll accept the A for effort
Guest: no nudists in this story, my man :)
riverajocabed1: Dude, 50 Shades of Grey was so overrated and weird. Just imagine the story where Christian isn't rich or good looking—now there's a story. I don't know when dalek's making his story on this site, but he's been treating me with small blurbs for my chapters when it comes to Reaper :)) I love him for it. I've been begging him to write a story on this site, but we'll just have to wait. It's in the works, we just have to be patient with him :) WHAT ON EARTH IS H.E.R.O GOING TO HEAR? IS… IS RIVERAJOCABED GOING RATED T ON ME? AND IM POSITIVE DALEK WORKS FOR THE FBI. One of my friends dewdrop mentioned that I'm the Gryffindor, you're the Ravenclaw, dalek's the Slytherin, but we have NO hufflepuff. You think Ninjatana Warrior should be our hufflepuff? And it's Violet's job to tease Webby. OOOHH YOU JUST MADE ME A WHOLE LOT MORE EVIL AFTER SENDING ME THAT WHOLE INNOCENT CHRISTIAN GIRL PARAGRAPH
dewdrop: Easy, dewdrop. Easy. Calm down. It's okay. We shouldn't put down other authors because of our own preferences. I've read "Wide", and it's a very interesting story. I would never ever call it "poorly written", I wouldn't call any story "poorly written". Yes, I have the most reviews on this platform, but that doesn't mean I should get cocky and arrogant and expect millions of favs. Numbers don't matter. Your character, however, DOES. You need to stay humble, even after success. Never expect… ah how do I put it? Never royal treatment because suddenly you're on top and your numbers go up. I love you guys, and I'm happy with my story. That should be enough for my satisfaction, and it is. Never compare. Be humble, okay? Do you understand?
Boss Teal: I try to do that. Glad it's working :)
riverajocabed1, this chapter is JUST for you ;)
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The kids were missing yet another day of school. It was about 6AM, and the trio were visibly tired. Webby glanced at Dewey and blushed, as she couldn't stop thinking about what happened last night in the shower.
"Thinking about me?" Dewey smirked, catching her staring at him.
Webby's blush grew worse. "W-what? No!"
Dewey's grin only grew wider. "You totally were!"
Webby rolled her eyes but smiled. "So? What if I was?"
Dewey gripped her thigh, gently squeezing it. He leaned into her ear and whispered, "Then that means I was good last night."
She grew hot when she felt his cool breath on her ear.
"The shower did all the work." Webby teased.
"Mhm?" Dewey teased back.
Webby giggled when Dewey nibbled her ear.
"Would you two quit it?" Huey asked irritably.
Dewey raised an eyebrow, obviously confused. He and Webby always flirted in public and while Huey was usually embarrassed, he never got annoyed.
"Is everything okay, Huey?" Dewey asked, concerned.
"It's nothing." Huey grumbled.
Webby frowned. She noticed that Huey was acting strange. His eyebrows were all scrunched up and he was scowling deeply. He kept fidgeting and his legs wouldn't stop shaking and his knuckles rapped against the armrest.
He was almost jumpy.
"Huey? Are you okay?" Webby asked.
"What if he doesn't make it?" Huey blurted out.
Dewey and Webby both stared at Huey.
"What?" Dewey asked, not sure if he heard his brother properly.
"What. If. Louie. Doesn't. Make. It? He's been in surgery for so long." Huey repeated, this time looking Dewey in the eye.
"Huey, what the hell are you talking about? Of course he'll make it." Dewey said, slightly shocked that he would even suggest a thing.
That's when Huey fists started to shake, the way they always did when he was about to lose control over his emotions.
"How do you know that?! How do you know he'll make it? How do you know nothing bad will happen?! How the fuck do you know, Dewey?!" Huey yelled, barraging his younger brother with questions.
"I-I don't!" Dewey yelled back, stumbling for an answer.
"What if he dies, Dewford?!" Huey shouted.
A few people started to glance at Huey, who looked like he was ready for a fistfight. Webby immediately got up, wrapping her arms around him protectively. Huey began trembling in her arms, and tears threatened to fall from his eyes.
"It's okay to cry. Let it out." she soothed, stroking the tiny hairs on his neck.
Once the first tear fell, Huey couldn't control himself. He sobbed into Webby's chest, clutching at her shirt. Dewey immediately got up and joined the hug as well, doing his best to comfort his older brother. Out of all of them, Huey tried his best not to show his fear about the whole situation, but even he was terrified. It strangely comforted Dewey in a way. To know that Huey was scared as well.
"I'm okay." Huey sniffled.
Webby gently wiped away his tears and hugged him again.
"You're not a machine. Your heart isn't made out of stone. You need to cry sometimes." she whispered into his ear.
Huey shakily nodded and Webby let go of him.
"I'm sorry, Dew." Huey said.
"It's okay, Hue." he smiled.
Huey got up, trying his best to change the subject.
"I-It's getting close to breakfast. What kind of breakfast sandwiches do you guys want?"
"Anything." Dewey smiled.
Huey nodded and went to go buy some food. Webby's phone buzzed and she checked who was calling her.
"It's Violet."
"Answer it." Dewey said.
Webby answered the call. "Hello?"
"Hey Webbs. Is it okay if I come see Louie? I mean, I know he's not awake, but I just want to be with you guys."
"Of course. We're in the Emergency Room's waiting area."
"Okay, I'll be right there." Violet said.
"Okay. See you." Webby smiled.
"Bye!"
Webby hung up and quickly texted Huey to buy a fourth sandwich for Violet.
"What did she say?" Dewey asked.
"She wants to come to the hospital to be with us." Webby said, sitting next to him.
"It'll be nice to have some new company." Dewey smiled, wrapping his arm around Webby's shoulder.
"I hope he wakes up soon." she murmured, snuggling up against his warm chest.
He softly kissed her forehead. "He will."
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"Guys!" Violet called out.
"Hey, Vi!" they greeted.
She quickly hugged Dewey and Webby and kissed Huey on the lips.
"I missed you." the couple said in unison.
"We bought you a sandwich." Dewey smiled, holding up her sandwich.
Violet giggled and accepted the sandwich. "Thanks guys."
They sat around and chatted for another two hours. At around 8AM, they heard a doctor call out Louie's name.
"Family of Louie Duck?" a doctor called out.
Huey and Dewey immediately stood up
"We're his brothers. Please tell me he's alright!" Huey pleaded.
"Louie's fine he made it through surgery wonderfully, he's being moved to a room now, you'll be able to see him shortly. Louie had a concussion and he also had major stab wound on his side that's caused some damage to his stomach. He won't be able to digest properly, so he has to be on a liquid diet."
"What did you do to his stomach?" Dewey asked.
"We had to do some internal stitching. He'll have some scratches and bruising from when he fell onto the pavement. His nose is broken, and he has a black eye. I suggest icing it once a day for about an hour."
With tears running down his face, Huey spoke. "When can we meet him?"
"I'll have a nurse come and get you when he's settled in his room." the doctor said. "It might take another hour."
Huey and Dewey both smiled, relieved.
"Thank you." Dewey said.
Violet and Webby glanced at her boyfriends, who both looked like they were ready to cry from relief. Violet wrapped her arms around Huey, and Huey squeezed her tightly, his body practically melting into hers. Violet giggled when Huey lifted her feet off the ground.
"Huey!" Violet laughed. We're drawing a lot of attention to ourselves. Everyone's looking."
"I don't care." Huey smiled, kissing her.
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"Kids!"
Della, and Donald wrapped Huey and Dewey in a hug.
"Scrooge and Ms. B is parking the car." Della told Webby.
"Family of Louie Duck?" a nurse called out.
"Yes that's us. I'm his mother, can we see him?" Della asked, walking towards the nurse.
"I can take you to him now, but only two people at a time for now." the nurse said.
Huey and Dewey warily looked at the adults, shuffling uneasily.
"Go ahead, you should see him first" Donald said, smiling at them.
The brothers smiled.
"Thank you." Huey said before following Dewey and the nurse down the hallway.
The minute Huey's eyes set upon his brother, he winced. Louie's head and side were wrapped in a thick layer of bandages; he had a black eye, and countless scratches all over his face and arms. His eyes were closed and he looked peaceful.
Huey knelt beside Louie's bed, and held his hand.
"Louie… I don't know if you can hear me, but I love you so much." Huey whimpered, his voice cracking.
Dewey stroked Louie's soft hair.
"We love you Lou… please wake up soon." Dewey pleaded, his voice wavering.
After a few moments of silently consoling each other, Huey spoke.
"I don't want to leave him, but we should let Mom, Uncle Scrooge, and Uncle Donald visit him." Huey frowned.
Dewey sighed. "You're right."
They looked at Louie one last time, and walked to the waiting room. Della and Donald went next.
"Oh my poor baby!" Donald cried.
The minute Della's eyes set upon her son tears of relief and sadness sprang to her eyes. Della said as she moved towards Louie moving the hair away from his eyes and kissing his forehead. Donald walked towards the other side of the bed setting his hand on his nephew's shoulder.
"The thing that matters is that he's alive and that he's going to be alright." Della said.
Donald didn't say anything as he set his hand on top of Louie's head, staring at his nephew, hoping to see his dark eyes soon.
Meanwhile, the kids were outside the waiting room. Scrooge and Ms. Beakley were downstairs.
"How is he?" Violet asked Huey.
"A bit banged up, but he's going to be okay." Huey sadly smiled.
"Good." Violet said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Huey gently kissed her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"My parents aren't home." Violet murmured.
At this, Huey's eyes widened.
"I don't mean it like that, Huey!" Violet blushed. "I-I was just wondering if you, Dewey, and Webbs wanted to come over? We can watch a movie or something."
Huey glanced at Webby and Dewey who were having a heated makeout session against the wall.
"I think they have plans tonight," Huey snorted. "But I'm free."
"Sounds good. We haven't had any alone time in awhile." Violet smiled.
Dewey pressed himself deeper into Webby, and started kissing her neck. Webby bit her lip to restrain her moans.
They were in a private hospital suite with no cameras, so it was safe to kiss him here.
"Wow, they're really going at it." Violet murmured.
"Mhm." Huey agreed.
"They seem a bit closer, no?"
"Oh yeah." Huey said. Then he lowered his voice. "They had sex."
Violet blushed upon hearing the words come from her boyfriend, but she tried to play it cool.
"O-oh yeah. She told me."
"Huh. They didn't even tell me." Huey frowned.
"How did you know?"
"I just figured it out." Huey shrugged.
"Dewey! Webby! Scrooge and Beakley are coming up!" Huey hissed.
They immediately stopped kissing and sprang apart.
Scrooge and Ms. Beakley walked towards them. They hadn't spotted them kissing.
"Webbigail? You look flushed." Ms. Beakley frowned when she saw her granddaughter.
"Oh! It's a bit stuffy." Webby lied.
Ms. Beakley raised an eyebrow but decided not to pressure her.
"Kids." Scrooge nodded.
"Hi Uncle Scrooge." Huey greeted neutrally, but Dewey didn't bother looking at his uncle.
Ms. Beakley and Scrooge walked inside Louie's room and Dewey sighed.
"That was close." Webby said.
"Too close." Dewey agreed.
"Tone it down, you two!" Huey scolded.
"Why? What's wrong with kissing my incredibly hot girlfriend?"
"Practically having sex with her in public is wrong. Seriously, save it for home, Dewford." Huey frowned.
Webby blushed and Dewey rolled his eyes. "Oh, all right."
Violet gently put a hand on Huey's shoulder to calm him down. Huey took a deep breath and smiled at her gratefully.
"Kids, the doctors said that Louie won't wake up for awhile. How about you go out and do something fun?" Della suggested.
"Okay… but call us if anything happens." Huey said.
"We will. Be safe." Della smiled, handing them the car keys.
As Huey and Dewey paid the meter, Webby pulled Violet aside.
"Huey had an… episode today."
Violet frowned. "What kind of episode?"
"A bad one. He got scared that Louie might've…"
Violet sighed. "I get it. Thanks, Webbs."
"Hey, girls! You gonna keep gossiping or are we going to leave?" Dewey cheekily asked.
"Oh shut it, Dewford." Violet teased.
Dewey snickered. "Let's go."
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Dewey and Webby dropped Huey and Violet off at the Sabrewing household. They drove back to the mansion, exhausted.
Dewey threw his jacket onto the coat rack, and sat on one of the chairs in the front room.
"Tired?" Webby asked.
"Very." Dewey said, rubbing his eyes.
"I can help with that."
Dewey smiled when Webby climbed onto his lap. She cupped his face and Dewey gently placed his hands on Webby's waist. He kissed her and Webby kissed him back with more passion.
Dewey couldn't wait. He grabbed her and they ran all the way to Webby's bedroom, their laughs rattling off the walls.
"This isn't going to be productive." she giggled when he began undressing her.
He smirked and kissed her. "We'll see."
Dewey's breathing was laboured and heavy, his body slick with sweat. It was the second or third time they collapsed, exhausted.
"It's so much easier after the first time, isn't it?" Webby muttered sleepily, referring to their continuous orgasms.
"It helps that I'm with you." Dewey heavily breathed, as he started to catch his breath again.
"Really?" she asked sweetly, running her hands up and down his body.
"And how can you say this isn't productive?" Dewey asked her as she looked up at him from where she had rested her head on his chest.
"Because it isn't. It just makes us feel good." Webby grinned.
"That's the point," Dewey pointed out. He glanced at the clock, which read 1AM. "We've been at this for awhile now Webbs…"
"We have? But we still have the whole night." she said wickedly.
"Oh is that right? Then you wouldn't mind me doing this right?"
Dewey found her core and slowly began to stroke her.
"Ahh, Dewey… it feels so good…" she moaned.
He stopped with no warning.
"Why did you stop? It was getting good too." she whined.
"Beg me." he smirked.
"Oh, so now you want me to beg?"
"Yes, or I won't continue."
"Fine. I'll do things my way." Webby declared before pulling herself away from him.
"You aren't going to make yourself…"
Dewey said.
"No. But I'll bring you to the brink of one before stopping." she replied before running a finger down his shaft. Webby looked at him again. "Do you want me to be so cruel to you?"
Dewey groaned.
"Okay, okay! Just come here." he growled.
She grinned. Webby resumed her place next to him, snuggling up on his chest. Rolling over her, he suckled on one of her hardened nipples eliciting a sharp gasp from her before stroking her sensitive clit.
She let out a loud moan.
"More…" Webby demanded weakly.
Kissing her hard on the lips Dewey plunged into her with two of his fingers.
God she's so tight, he thought to himself.
He wanted her so badly. Pushing her legs apart Dewey slowly moved down until he reached the source of her ecstasy and his agony. Slowly as he ran his tongue across her entrance, he savoured all that she had to give, probing and sucking as she writhed and moaned under him. Dewey began licking her clit and she moaned loudly, her cum flowing freely once more. Sliding his fingers in and out of her core to her growing rhythm Dewey pulled out of her just as he knew she would orgasm.
"Why'd you stop?!" she demanded.
Dewey silenced her with a kiss before pushing his own pulsating member into her hot centre.
"Fuck…" she moaned against his lips.
He wrapped her legs around his body and she pulled him in deeper. Slowly rocking they worked out a rhythm together. The bedroom was filled with screaming and moaning, the bed rocking so hard that the bed head was banging on the wall. She came just before him, her muscles tightening so much in her already tight core. The pleasure seemed to be alive in his blood as they collapsed once more. Once their breathing caught up, he kissed her sweetly.
"That was better than good." he admitted, pulling a pillow under his head.
"That's why we'll never stop." Webby said sleepily, yawning loudly, "I don't know about you but I'm too tired to do any more. I'm aching all over and I'm getting all sleepy…" she muttered, cuddling up to him.
Dewey kissed the top of her head once more before drifting off to sleep.
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Huey and Violet had just finished watching a movie. Violet had changed into her comfortable nightgown while Huey opted to stay dressed, though Violet insisted he borrow some of Mr. Sabrewing's pajamas. Eventually, it was getting late and they went upstairs to get some sleep.
Huey walked into her bedroom and he heard the door close behind him. Violet slowly locked the door and Huey noticed that she looked slightly miffed.
After a brief silence, she spoke.
"Webby told me you had an… episode."
Huey set his hat on her desk, strands of his disheveled hair falling onto his forehead. He hesitated before answering.
"I did. Earlier today." Huey admitted, sitting on her bed.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Violet asked, folding her arms.
"I didn't want you to worry." Huey said.
Violet pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. "Well, now I'm even more worried about you. You never keep secrets from me."
"You don't have to be worried!"
"Then what happened at the hospital, Hubert?" Violet asked, growing impatient.
"I got upset because my brother was in the emergency room and that nobody was telling me any news about him! I just snapped!" Huey said.
Violet groaned and buried her face in her hands, the way she always did when she was close to tears. Huey felt immense guilt and walked towards her.
"I don't want you to worry about me. You don't have to be there for me." Huey said, wrapping his arms around her.
"No, Huey. As your girlfriend, it's my job to be there for you and console you in times like this" she said.
"I'm sorry." he murmured, rubbing her lower back.
After a brief silence, Violet spoke.
"If I was hurt, wouldn't you be there for me?"
Huey was shocked that she would ask such a question. "Of course I would!"
"That's how I feel!" she cried.
"I'm so sorry, Vi."
"It's okay. Just… next time talk to me, Huey."
"I will, Violet. I promise."
He kissed her forehead and Violet blushed. Slowly, Huey lifted his hand, resting it on her flushed cheek. Instinctively, Violet pressed into him, closing her eyes and sighing contentedly at the feel of his familiar touch. With her eyes still closed, Huey leaned in, hesitating slightly before touching his lips to her own. Violet relaxed under the touch and his soft lips parted slightly, encouraging her to do the same, though she hesitated. Growing impatient with the chaste kiss, Huey's tongue licked along her bottom lip, asking permission to kiss her more deeply. At the touch, Violet shuddered, wrapping both her arms around the back of his neck and reached up on her tiptoes to thread her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.
Huey wrapped his hands around her waist, drawing her closer to him as his tongue fully entered her mouth. She slid his shirt off of his toned body, leaving him in a pair of jeans. Against his bare chest he could feel her. He groaned slightly, grabbing at the fabric of her nightgown as his body shuddered slightly. The area between her thighs started to tingle and she mashed them together in an attempt to conceal the strange feeling.
One of his hands moved up to her neck, drawing her back from their kiss and they stood panting, still tangled in each other's arms. With a content sigh, Huey rested his forehead on hers, closing his eyes under the watchful gaze of Violet's loving stare. She couldn't believe a man as handsome as he had chosen her of all people. His eyes opened as he gazed at her, smiling a little as though he could sense the direction of her thoughts. She responded with a little blush warming her cheeks under his loving gaze. Huey brought his lips to hers once again, kissing her softly once more before moving down to nuzzle her neck.
Tilting her chin up, she couldn't help but moan slightly as he sucked on her skin, his tongue and lips tickling her as he walked himself backwards towards the bed, bringing her with him. When he felt the edge against the back of his legs he spun around, so the back of Violet's knees now touched the bed. With a slight push, she fell back onto the bed, and Huey was now laying on top of her with his arms supporting his weight. Violet gasped, the feel of his body on hers causing more little tingles to appear, and her face flushed at the feeling. Huey stopped kissing her neck to look up at her, his fingertips brushing the hair from her eyes gently.
"Are you sure about this Violet?" He asked quietly.
She didn't speak… she couldn't speak, not with the feel of him lying against her, his fingers stroking her hair back rhythmically. Instead, she reached up and tucked a stray lock of hair behind his ear, leaving him in breathless anticipation. Breaking her gaze, she smiled up at him, nodding once. Yes, she was sure, she had been for some time now. He nodded with her before smiling shyly.
Slowly, he bent his head back to her neck, nuzzling it whilst his hands then moved to her waist. He ran them up her body until his fingertips brushed the side of her breasts. Carefully, he moved his hands over them, feeling her shudder under him as he brushed against her nipples causing her breath to hiss out in a surprised gasp. His mouth moved away from her neck as he concentrated then on unbuttoning her nightdress, licking his lips eagerly at what he knew lay underneath, what he'd pictured so many times when he thought of her sometimes. Violet watched, a laugh threatening to slip at the look of concentration written across his features; from his furrowed brows to his tense jaw. It was so cute, she thought with another wave of emotion.
At last he got the top couple of buttons undone and he released a puff of breath in satisfaction. The top half of her chest was almost revealed, only covered by a lacy black bra. Swallowing hard, Huey looked up into her eyes, making sure everything was still alright, taking in the affectionate look she was giving him. Violet nodded, blushing under his scrutiny as his eyes kept shooting down to her chest almost as though he couldn't help himself.
He moved up again, touching his lips to hers, deepening the kiss once again. Her hands tangled in his hair as she tried to pull him as close as possible, squirming as one of his hands began to wander. It came to rest on top of her bra, his thumb rubbing over her erect nipple through the cotton fabric, the scratchy texture adding to her pleasure. He could feel her moan into his mouth and he felt a sudden wash of satisfaction that he'd made Violet make such a lustful sound.
Motivated by her response, his other hand crept down to her thighs where her dress had hitched up. He felt her press her legs tighter together subconsciously at his touch as his hand swept up and down her thigh languidly, tickling the skin as he went. Then, after some deliberation, he crept his hand up further, bringing her nightdress all the way up so it rested about her hips. His hand trailed across the top of the band of her panties, causing her to squirm and her mouth to break away from his in a little gasp. He covered her lips again, harder this time as he straddled her hips and continued to push her nightdress up, his hand that had been rubbing her breasts slipping under her back to arch her body off the bed.
Breaking away from the kiss, Violet helped, lifting her arms above her head as he lifted the nightdress off of her. She removed her bra as well. As the fabric passed her face, her arms still above her head, she felt his fingertips leave the fabric and flutter above her fully exposed breasts as he marvelled at them. With a growl he threw her nightdress and bra clear across the room, pushing her back down onto the bed eagerly. She laid before him now fully naked, her cheeks tainted pink and her eyes wide with wonder and nervousness. Huey could feel his dick throbbing in his constrictive pants as he licked his lips at the very sight of his girl.
After a moment of deliberation, Violet leant herself up on her elbows and began to unbutton his pants, her fingers trembling slightly. Huey stayed straddling over her, watching her fumble with the top button, her lips pursed in concentration. As soon as the top button finally popped free, she moved to the zipper, her fingers pinching the small zip as she pulled it down agonisingly slow, the proximity of her skin to his most sensitive part now causing him to breathe heavier with need.
Rolling off her, he aided her in slipping his pants off, tossing them across the floor to join her nightdress. His undergarments were tight and did nothing to shield her view from his hardened member. She stared openly before looking up into his eyes, her own wide with innocence. But underneath, he could see the lust burning through: she wanted this just as much as he did. He mounted her again, returning back to kissing her passionately, both hands now taking her breasts into his palms eagerly. He broke away from her mouth leaving her gasping madly and began to trail kisses down her neck to her chest through the valley of her heaving breasts.
Taking one one into his mouth, he sucked softly on her erect nipple while his other hand massaged the other.
Violet simply couldn't hold back anymore. Letting out a breathy moan, she arched her back, pressing her breasts harder against him and he gladly took it, his hand slipping under her to keep her back arched as he carried on sucking, grazing the hardened nub ever so gently with his teeth. Then he moved to the other one, repeating the action, aware of her hips now squirming more frequently under him. Her breathing was erratic when he finally lifted his head and laid her body back down fully, his mouth taking hers again as his hands now slipped lower, tickling over her flat stomach as it moved further down, circling her belly button.
She shivered and clutched at his shoulders as he began to nibble on her lower lip. He rested one of his hands on her hips, holding them down as his other carried on. Lifting up his body he pressed one leg between her own and parted her knees, her eyes widening as the cool air hit her moist center. She moaned as his hand then dipped down between her legs, his finger lightly stroking. It was already a little slick with moisture and he hummed against her lips approvingly. He trailed around before finally slipping a finger in slowly.
"You're so wet, Violet." he mumbled against her lips approvingly, sliding his finger slowly.
He dipped his dripping finger back in, his lips moving down to suckle against her collarbone as she breathed heavily, her erect nipples brushing against his bare chest giving her that extra friction. He pumped his finger a few more times and she turned into a moaning mess.
Then, as if it couldn't get any better than that, Huey added another finger. This time, he could definitely feel a reaction. Her back arched and her hips thrust upwards, pushing him deeper into her as she let out a breathy moan. His own breathing became fast with concentration, awed at the strange feeling of her tight walls as he pumped his fingers inside her, building a rhythm. She was gasping madly, her body reacting on its own accord as a strange pressure slowly began to build in her lower stomach.
He could feel her begin to tremble. Not wanting to over excite her too soon, he pulled his hand away and she groaned at the loss, causing him to smirk. They laid still as her breathing slowly began to return to a normal pace, his fingers tracing light patterns on her stomach. Blushing, she looked into his eyes, her expression filled with awe. He bent down to capture her lips and once again and the two were lost as they divulged themselves on each other. Then he became aware of her hands tentatively moving from his shoulders and over his chest, her hands tracing the definitions of his abs. He broke apart and sat up straddling her, lifting her into a sitting position as he did so. She could feel his hardened cock against her lower tummy and she looked down at the bulge in his black boxers, her hands resting on his chest moving down in curiosity.
Biting her lip, Violet touched her index finger to his tip, drawing circles against the tip of his penis through his boxers, her head tilted to the side. Suddenly, Huey pulled away and stood up at the side of the bed. His hands went to the waistband of his boxers and in one swift move he ripped them down, his underwear joining their pile of nightclothes. He blushed when Violet stared at him with wide eyes.
"Perfect." she whispered, unintentionally voicing her own thoughts.
Huey smirked and approached the bed and pushed her back down, crawling on top of her to nuzzle her neck. From that small gesture she knew it was time even though she could feel it, too. He was waiting, giving her time to change her mind. Running her hands over the defined contours of his back she gripped his hips and pushed herself against them, gasping at the sudden friction the action caused. He kissed her neck once softly as he shifted his body, his legs pushing hers apart wide before lowering himself down between them. At the feel of his hardened cock resting against her opening, she broke out in tingles, her eyes widening at the butterflies in her stomach and the strange pulsing she could feel coming from her most sensitive area. She wanted him in her. Her whole body was craving his, her hips rising once again to grind on him experimentally.
They both moaned at the contact and his head dropped down so his forehead rested in the crook of her neck. Huey kissed her lovingly. Then he lifted his head to press his lips against the small hollow under her ear.
"Ready?" he whispered.
She only nodded, closing her eyes again nervously. The head of his cock touched her opening and slowly he began to slide into her tentatively. She gasped and he stopped instinctively. He was barely in her. She gripped his back tighter, hugging his upper body so his lips were by her ear. He was so... big. Already it was beginning to hurt a little and she felt a moment of slight panic.
What if it doesn't fit?! she panicked.
He leaned down to kiss her neck, giving her time to adjust until she nodded in response. Hooking his arms under hers he gripped her shoulder blades as he carried on pushing into her. She tried not to whimper, but it was hard. It hurt a lot.
Her tightness was killing him as he slid further in and she kept tightening in nervousness, the pressure almost driving him over the edge already, especially when he felt the real barrier between them.
"Bite my shoulder." Huey instructed suddenly.
Violet didn't bother to question, she just did as she was told, her teeth clamping down over his skin lightly. With one last quick push he was fully submerged, breaking through the last small wall blocking them. She bit down harder onto his shoulder, her whole body tensing up, her walls squeezing around him so tightly that he groaned lowly in bliss. They were both panting heavily from the achievement.
He stayed like that for a moment, simply resting inside her giving her body time to adjust, waiting for her to give the go ahead. She herself wasn't sure if she was ready to carry on. It hurt, more than she thought it would. It felt weird, him being here with her, wanting her, though steadily she was getting used to it. Her mom had said the first time was not so enjoyable and she only hoped that any other time they would try this it would be nicer.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
She turned her head, kissing his hair as she whispered to him; "I'm okay... go on..."
He nodded, his hands tightening on her shoulders as hers did the same wrapped around him, holding him to her. Slowly, he began to pull out and she winced at the slight sting as he then moved back in.
It's uncomfortable, she thought, it hurts, I can't do this—then suddenly, Huey shifted his hips above her.
She gasped as his length rubbed against her clit, causing a spark to shoot through her. As he moved back in, she couldn't help but moan as it happened again. Encouraged by the sounds she was making and the way her body had finally relaxed, Huey began to set a pace and their breathing soon became quick and laboured.
Her fingernails dug into his back as the pain was replaced by a pleasure that she never thought possible. Her whole body trembled, wanting to surrender to him now. Holding it, she remembered how Webby and Lena said how it was romantic to orgasm with your loved one. She wanted that. Lifting his head, he moved away from her neck to look into her half lidded eyes. His thrusting halted slightly and he stopped inside her. She was gasping madly, trying to form words.
His mouth hung open and he felt his member throbbing for more as he gazed down at the woman under him, her expression of pleasure catching him off guard.
Beautiful, he thought in wonder, she's absolutely beautiful. And all mine.
He began to set his pace again, this time sitting up on top of her, rocking into her harder. As his pace began to speed up, she began to move with him, growing desperate. She thrust up against him, their hips grinding together as she began to shake.
"F..faster.. HARDER!" she begged, and he complied only too willingly.
His head leaned back and his mouth hung open as he placed his hands on her hips, thrusting himself into her deeper and deeper. She was openly moaning now, loudly shouting his name as well as other, incoherent things
Close... he was so close...
His rhythm had gone completely, and instead he was now merely pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into her, his hands on her hips drawing her back to him with force. He was near his limit. Reaching up, she pulled herself into a sitting position, and he fell back, pulling her on top of him as he did so catching her off guard. They were still connected inside and she was now on top, her eyes wide in surprise as the different position pushed him even deeper inside her, hitting that sweet spot inside that caused her eyes to almost pop out as she moaned loudly. He sat up, and she was straddling him, her legs wrapped around his hips as she shook, her hips grinding into him in circular movements.
Then, she began to rock deeply, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she gasped loudly. His hands stayed on her hips, guiding her, rocking her forwards and on him, helping her keep a rhythm. Soon she was rocking up and down wildly, her legs spread wide as he thrust his hips up, his hands on her hips slamming her back down onto him. Her moans had become screams of pleasure and he himself had begun to moan at the sight of this dark haired beauty bouncing up and down above him.
Then, she came undone.
Her walls tightened as she shuddered, her breathing frantic as she finally released. Her walls tightened around him and he barely managed to hold on. She has collapsed on top of him completely, her body limp as she panted heavily, her body still twitching from the aftermath of her orgasm.
Huey, however, was not quite done yet. As she slumped forwards with him still inside her, he flipped her over, so he was on top, her head resting on the pillows and her legs still wrapped around him. He returned his head into the crook of her neck, suckling the damp skin as he carried on thrusting, started off slowly causing her to groan as he brushed against her throbbing clit.
"Almost there…" he gasped, his breath hitching.
She nodded as her own breathing once again picked up, her body beginning to react to him almost right away. She moaned with him, thrusting up with him desperately as she aimed for her second orgasm, the memory of the first still fresh in her mind. He rammed into her harder, his movements faster and sharper than before and she began to cry out, her eyes seeing black spots as he once again, pushed her over edge. She trembled and clutched at him with a loud moan, her walls tightening around him for a second time. He grunted as the pressure around his cock caused him to reach his climax, his body stiffening as he released into her, his hips pumping twice on their own accord as he filled her completely, a little spilling out onto their damp mattress.
He collapsed on top of her, exhausted. He simply laid above her, submerged in her still twitching folds as the two panted to catch their breaths. Shaking slightly from the aftermath, she released her hold around his shoulders and began to stroke his hair back tenderly as he snuggled against her breasts with a content sigh. The two stayed like that until their heart rates managed to calm and their flushed skin began to cool.
Leaning up, Huey kissed her softly, tenderly.
"I love you Violet." he told her, his voice thick with emotion.
Her face lit up in joy as she traced his lips with her fingertips lightly.
"I love you too, Huey." her voice was hoarse from shouting.
He smiled, finally pulling out of her. She moaned as the motion brushed against her sensitive clit and Huey grinned as the sound of her pleasured moan caused his limp manhood to twitch in response. Nibbling her neck, his breath tickled against her skin and she sighed in contentment as his hands rose back up to brush against her nipples.
"I could get used to this." he murmured, drowsy.
Violet giggled. "Me too."
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"Good morning, Dew." Webby yawned.
She was surprised when she felt nobody there. After a night of making love, Webby would usually wake up in Dewey's arms, but this morning begged to differ. Frowning, she sat up and pulled a robe over her figure. He wasn't in the bathroom, and there was no sign of any of the adults. Webby remembered that Huey was spending the night at Violet's house, meaning she was alone.
But where was Dewey?
"And I'm sorry for saying everything that I said." she suddenly heard.
Webby recognized his voice and she followed it to the balcony, where she found him video chatting with Lena.
"It's okay, Bluey, I understand why you felt like that." Lena said.
Webby still didn't make her presence known, and she quietly leaned against the doorframe, listening to their conversation.
"Still, Lena. I'm so sorry."
"Dewey!" she cried, laughing. "Seriously, dude, it's okay!"
"But—"
"Dewey! I will be mad if you keep apologizing!" Lena growled
"Okay! I apologize for apologizing."
"Thank you. And I promise I'll talk things out with Louie once he's out of the hospital." she said seriously.
"Thanks, Lena. I need to get back to bed. Webby might wake up soon."
"Go have some great sex with your girlfriend. I need to get ready for school."
Dewey blushed. "Shut up."
Lena just laughed. "See you, Bluey."
"Bye Lena." he chuckled.
Dewey hung up and shook his head, smiling. He turned around and jumped when he saw Webby.
"I'm so proud of you right now." she smiled.
Dewey blushed and Webby walked towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, gently pressing his lips against hers.
"Should we go to school?" he asked, breaking the kiss.
"You're hilarious. I'm still exhausted from last night." she grumbled.
"So?" he teased.
She rolled her eyes and smacked him across the chest. He smirked and dragged her back inside her bedroom. She laughed and pressed him up against the door, kissing him.
"We can do it when you're ready." he murmured, breaking the kiss.
"Thanks, Dew." she smiled.
"This is something you don't have to thank me for." he said warmly, caressing her cheek.
She kissed him again, this time gently.
After getting dressed, the couple turned on a movie and cuddled on the couch.
"Dewey?"
"Mhm?"
"What'll happen after Louie comes out of the hospital?"
"Well," he joked. "We go back to school."
She laughed. "I'm being serious."
"I guess we take care of him until he fully recovers." he smiled.
"Let's enjoy our alone time until then."
Dewey smiled.
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And I'll wrap it up here :)
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—Jordan :)