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Chapter 6: Smoothies and Plans

"Aha! We finally found you!"

Now, this was the correct exclamation to expect when one is actually trying to get away from someone. And… it didn't fit with the current situation. Sure, both Hope and I were well aware that we were meant to avoid these two individuals, but we also had no awareness that a chase had happened. We just planned for this free day to enjoy it by hanging out by one of the few malls in Prism. There were some nice bars that sold the best smoothies around and we were planning to check it out while ranting on each other over the constant struggles of our work lives. I didn't have much, but I slowly learned via Hope's narration that she had it tough. Helping patients was nice, but some were… problematic.

Their troubles would end up exaggerated by their own personality making it rough to get things straightened out and… then there were just paying her to get fucked. Which wasn't the point of why Hope started this job. Banging on the side was fine, but turning this in a prostitution-like work felt incredibly upsetting to her. She was fine in setting up paid special events related to sex… but prostitution was out of the window. Despite what her openness would suggest, Hope retained a form of standards that prevented her from downright being that kind of person.

So, as I was busy listening and offering suggestions to this issue, we were surprised by the two Primes we were meant to be wary about suddenly approaching our table. The Vixen leaned close to me, giving me a thoughtful look.

"So, you're Hope's new guy? Human, pretty handsome, I guess you're decent."

I frowned. What?

"Vixy! He is not my-"

"So, how did you two meet? You don't look the kind of guy that goes to fun places at night," The taller girl, I think her name was 'Traci, asked quickly, interrupting the Gazelle Prime in the process. "Sure, handsome and all, but how? How did Hoppers find ya?"

"I… I believe there's a bit of a misunderstanding."

Vixy hummed, giving me a long look. "What about?"

"We're… not dating."

"That's not what we were talking about-"

"Banging included," Hope blurted out, and her words proved to be effective. Now their confusion increased and turned into a more surprise-driven one.

Traci recovered first, her shock turning into skepticism. "Vix, I think they're lying to us."

"Oh? You think so?" The redhead inquired, a cheeky smile growing on her face. "How about we test them out?"

Before I could ask what they were talking about as I couldn't help but feel worried about what they had in mind, I was suddenly lifted off my chair and comfortably squished onto a pair of massive breasts. Most of my face was pressed between her tits and… I saw no issue with this. In fact, there was only to win out of this circumstance. Specifically for the fact that her fur was incredibly soft there and I could hear some rumbling from her upper chest, some sort of vibration that it took me just a moment to recognize. She was purring. And it was a completely different experience than just having a tiny cat do that. Way more different.

"So, anything to say, Hope?"

The aforementioned girl giggled. "How are you, John?"

"Comfy," I muttered quietly, my brain barely there as I wanted to just enjoy the moment. The infinite feeling of softness. The dream of all cuddlers. "T-Traci, right?"

The Tiger Prime blinked. "Yeah?"

"You're so soft."

She giggled.

"Bet your girlfriend told you that lots."

Her amusement briefly stopped as she digested what I had just said.

"Girlfriend?"

"You and Vixy. You got matching engagement rings," I hummed bluntly and she nodded, still surprised.

"That's true and… wait, you two aren't together?"

"Close friends," Hope confirmed calmly. "Only that."

"Oh," Traci quietly remarked, then carefully unlatched me from that place of comfort. "Sorry, buddy. Can't keep you there for long."

I almost whined at the development, but had the decency to hold back and merely look sour at the instance. Much to my chagrin, Hope noticed and giggled at it.

"Still, there are so many questions," The Fox Prime argued. "Like, how did you meet each other? And how did it turn to the point where you help her with Shopping… John?"

"John Bukharin," I replied before trying to explain the overall situation. "My boss and Hope are friend from College, I think you know him-"

"It's Shin," Hope admitted and the two other girls' eyes widened. "He is in charge of a book shop."

"That's quite like him," Traci admitted, then turning to look at me with a cordial look. "Oh, since we're getting a bit friendly here, I also go by the name of Tiggs. Just warning you before you don't get my name."

"Gotcha, Tiggs."

Her smile widened but soon the conversation shifted back to the main questions to try and satisfy the Tiger and Fox Primes' curiosity.

"And the reason why I have John help me with that is… because he is actually pretty good at giving advice," Hope took over from that explanation, deciding to give me a bit of a break from the talking. "That, and he is also the kind of guy that doesn't jump to groping me."

"That bad? I wouldn't have minded helping you out," Vixy argued, but the Gazelle Prime scoffed. "What?"

"Please, Vix, we both know that you're not exactly free at times, plus you're not exactly one that keeps your hand to yourself."

The redhead tried to appear tough and annoyed at first, but the staring contest that ensued easily melted away any intention to appear opposed to that view of herself. Soon, she cracked a smile as an amused snort filtered out of her throat.

"Fine, fine. Yeah, I can be quite grabby at times but… You know what? I'll allow it due to that."

Hope giggled. "Also, I get fun reactions from him when I flash him."

And that was enough to leave me a bit uneasy as I was suddenly subjected to three pairs of teasing eyes.

"Oh really?" Tiggs inquired mirthfully, receiving a nod from the still-smiling Hope. "And what are those reactions?"

"A hint of surprise and then telling her what to change in her outfit," I flatly replied, unwilling to let the teasing screw me up this badly. I felt like Chris Pratt in Jurassic World, three predators cautiously approaching me, hungrily stalking each action I took.

Vixy wheezed. "C-Can see that. Hope always went too far on some outfit."

"I-I did not!" The dark-haired chick rebuked. "That's slander, Vix. Slander. Don't believe anything she says, John."

"Wasn't John the one that started this?" Traci inquired mirthfully, adding her cent to this situation.

"Agh! Betrayed at each side. Et tu, John."

"You were the one trying to pin me against a teasing battalion, you perv," I shot back with some more confidence, knowing that they could all take a bit more openness from me. "Also, you have yet to tell me how the new clothes did with your clients."

"They did fine, you jerk!" She huffed in fake anger. "Also, I owe you for some good times. Like, you should have seen how some people reacted to them. Some were slow to convince but… damn, the ensuing result made it all worthwhile."

"Damn, for real? Then we might have to call your help whenever we need some extra hand in that too, Johnny," Vixy pointed out eagerly. "Are you up to handle the two of us?"

I couldn't help but notice the innuendo. And while I would have normally called that one out, I decided to just ignore it and hope that the answer I had in mind wouldn't give them any unplanned permission.

I shrugged. "Sure, why not."

There was some more talking in the process, with the two girls finally opening up about themselves. Up to that point it was just me and Hope having to explain our friendship and things related to it. Truth be told, I too had a few questions about it, feeling that it was perhaps the most unique bond I had with someone else. It wasn't the intense kind of unique, it was the positively odd kind. The one that one can always question and ponder about, but be unable to form a coherent thought about it. The best way to describe it was the general basis behind it. We were friends, we were quite open to each other, but there was nothing really too intimate about it. Except when it was time to say 'goodbye' to one another. Only there a bit of a crescendo started and closed when we both fired our 'salvos'. Whoever outmatched the other would end up 'winning' that exchange.

But, back to Vixy and Traci, I learned that these two had different jobs with a common hobby: Vlogging. Where the former was a model for a magazine, the other was a certified cuisine reviewer. She didn't do much of it, especially since there wasn't much to check on beyond the Tila Sunrise's chain of restaurants and the Alsadia's own business on the same sector. Still, these two were taken by the activity of vlogging, traveling all over the world to explore the great wonders of Neo-Earth and giving those viewers that couldn't the chance to see those with a closer perspective and with some insight by the two. All in all, I had no complaints with these two, and I was glad that we came to the point where we had no trouble whatsoever. The conversation didn't last much after a few hours of chatting, the two girls having other places to be and I had to get back to my flat to check on a few things. Still, before leaving, Vixy approached me with a small piece of paper with a number on it.

"Oh?"

"What? Thought we would just let this opportunity go?" Vixy cheekily asked. "You're good enough for Hope to hang out, don't mind checking out with us at times. We need to help each other at times, like playing games-"

"Watching movies-"

"And scratching itches~," Vixy purred before wrapping her arms around Tiggs' waist and striking a sensual look back at me with her girlfriend. "Still, we've got to go. Vlogging is still work."

"A fun work at that," Traci concluded in agreement. "Like this hang out. See you later, you two."

"Bye," Hope hummed giddily as she waved at their retreating form and… then gave me a giddy look. "So, how does it feel to have a potential threesome booty call?"

"Potentially more interested than the potential booty call that Naerie offered me," I rebuked with a smile and… Hope's amusement vanished.

"She- what?"

"From what I got, she and Shin are into an open relationship and… let's just say that she made her interest for an attempt with me quite clear."

"That's… surprising. Like really, I didn't think Shin would be agreeing to something like this but… well, I guess Naerie is right about it."

"Only surprised?"

"Just don't choke when it comes to doing the deed. In both cases," The Gazelle Prime shot back. "Also, any plans for the weekend?"

"I'm busy Sunday because of some paperwork issues about my flat."

"Shucks, then can I drop by Saturday?"

"Oh?" I hummed. "Trying to steal my couch?"

"Couch, bed, maybe even bathtub," Hope answered earnestly. "Where do you have my pretty body on?"

"In your bed?"

"That's not in your house- No wait, are you giving me permission to turn your bed into mine?" She inquired cheekily and I snorted. "Yeah, I'm just passing by. Will offer to do the same next weekend so you can see in which condition I'm working with. It's gonna be fun."

"...I know it will be," I agreed, getting one last giggle at her before I had to really go.

I was convinced that this interesting exchange was going to be the most interesting thing within the month, but I would be then surprised when something else came up, and let's just say I was surprised by a secret from Shin.

A surprise that was planning to check on him quite soon and provide a non-negligible amount of clumsy mishaps.

AN

Here comes Tiggs and Vixy. These two are chill gals with big hearts, and equally big horni hungers. Beware the double combo~!

Also… let's just say I, the Author, might end up disobeying the warning of an in-universe character with my next move. I swear I don't plan anything crazy… but if I go missing, it was a certain Samurai Cat-girl behind my possible demise.