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Chapter 28: Preparations!
Hope was not much of a happy person when it comes to heart-breakers. Especially those she had personal experience about.
When Shin called her the first time, she refused to speak with him. The second time? She hesitated and yet turned it off. The third time there wasn't even any hesitation in looking at the screen and ignoring it, but by the fourth call she decided it was time to make an effort to deal with this mess. It's been a month since he broke off with Naerie, and it was clear what he was trying to do. Use her as a neutral party and set up a meeting between the two to talk. It was just like it happened to her back when they were together.
A 'divorce', except one without marriage. It was to 'settle the score' and prevent any potential animosity but... this wasn't going to work for Naerie. The girl was just recovering from that heartbreak and all that progress would burn up the moment he tried something as callous as that. Thus, Hope took a trip to the High Prime's manor and found the one she needed to talk to in case things went ass up.
Naerie was not as happy as she used to be, nor as clear-minded, yet she was calm and smiling a bit more at times. Positive emotion enforcement, it was not something she would have expected to help the redhead Bear Prime to go through. Yet, Hope was a therapist and she knew how this was necessary. Ambar may have not given her the chance to delve into the existing paperwork behind Naerie's psychological studies, but she had a feeling a lingering trauma was also to blame for some of her harsh outbursts in the past.
In that moment, the important bit was to handle the fact that Naerie needed to be prepared for any 'surprises' regarding Shin. It could sound odd to imagine him directly approaching Naerie, but one couldn't be too sure of anything nowadays. And it was better to be safe than sorry. Finding the redhead in her room, Hope knocked at the half-open door, catching the attention of the Bear Prime as she rested on her bed. Quite naked, lovingly curvy and... she couldn't waste time on that.
Maybe later~.
"Hmm, Hope?"
"Hello~, and sorry for making an unplanned visit but... we need to talk about something that recently came up."
Naerie blinked, turned slightly around as she ignored the ogling gaze from Hope. "Is it important?"
"Yep. And I want you to be in your A-Game mind right now."
A slow nod, and soon Hope was sitting by the bed right beside Naerie's head. "So, I got a call from... him."
"Shin?"
A nod from the Gazelle Prime brought a slight sense of unease within the girl's posture.
"What did he want?"
"I didn't answer his calls," Hope remarked, causing Naerie to look surprised at that response. "What? You think I was just going to open up for trying part two of his standard reaction to break ups? I am not going to act as the 'mature one' here when I am not feeling the need to be that."
"So... why did you come here if-"
"Preparing you. The fact I am refusing him doesn't mean he will not try to do something about it. In this case, you need to be careful in case he does something about you."
That had Naerie tense up. "He would approach me?"
"He would."
...
"So... where do we start?" Naerie asked, lifting herself off the bed and... frowning as she saw Hope putting her bag down and pulling her shirt up and over her head. "Uh-"
"I can give you all the verbal cheering a normal therapist would, but we would both know it wouldn't be enough," Hope replied, the girl soon ditching the rest of the clothes as she shifted closer to a very tense, confused but nonetheless interested Naerie. "So, I believe a more hands-on approach may be more effective for you."
"I-I don't understand-" A finger pressed against her lips, silencing her weak protest mid-way.
"How long have you been hesitating to approach John?"
Bullseye- Hope knew that what she said would make sense to Naerie. The girl's eyes widening in response to that question as she knew what the Gazelle Prime was talking about. Gulping nervously, Naerie almost surrendered to the approach of Hope's hands as those carefully grasped her breasts.
"W-Why? Why are you doing this with- with me?"
She could read her mind and know, but ever since the break-up, Naerie had been holding back on using her powers out of fright for a 'lapse' during her recovery.
"Because, as someone that wouldn't mind sharing the bed I have with John with, I would want to get more up close and personal so we can both find... an agreement on how to do this," Hope remarked, tenderly squeezing the Bear Prime's tits before engaging in a stronger move.
Naerie thought she was ready for a kiss, but Hope's caution surprised her even as it evolved into a tongue-deep one. Out of all potential approaches, this one was hitting her the strongest- perhaps because she wanted to be cared for rather than be entranced by the sexual power behind the rough interaction, or maybe because Hope was a gorgeous woman that she had been having lewd thoughts about.
As her mother had long told Naerie, 'Sex can be funnier if you look for both sides at once'. And Hope was a beautiful woman despite their tense past together. And the way she moved along with her shivers was just proof of how determined she was to impose that lovely point upon her mind.
Naerie shivered, her cheeks flushing and the red hue bypassing her fur as Hope knew she was hitting all the right spots. It was always a gorgeous sight to see someone behave so shyly about first sex experiences, especially within girl-on-girl interactions. It wasn't like there was really a point where she can say if standard hetero or lesbian interactions were better than the other, but there were advantages for one and others for the other.
Specifically, the fact she was doing it with a fellow chick meant that she could do it more tenderly and thus slowly coax Naerie to be more open about her current desires. Going too hard on her would just force her back deeper in her old shell, and that wasn't the plan Hope had in that moment. Kneading her nipples, Naerie was enticed to grope back, but her left hand wandered to Hope's quivering lower lips. Her fingers lingered on the spot, letting themselves be coated in her juice and then the digit was brought up to her lips.
Wasn't Naerie someone with a sweet tooth? The sight of the redhead slurping at the juice-coated finger gave her an idea. Naerie frowned when Hope's hands ceased to tease her, but then her gaze was aimed at a greater price. Sitting back up, Hope's legs were moved apart to show how wet she currently was.
"So, what are you waiting for? This honey pot isn't getting licked up by itself~."
While Hope expected some hesitation for the Bear Prime to go for it, she was happily surprised when the girl just jumped at the chance and started to eat her up like a bitch in heat.
Head jumping back and a loud moan fluttering in the room, Hope now could tell that this naughty bear really needed her sweet honey. Giggling at the thought, she focused on driving Naerie's face closer to her groin, the thought that was lapping over her clit and inside her pussy was just driving her nuts.
Yes, this positive enforcement has been a good idea~.
Work has been doing great.
I mean, with Angel in charge and the place getting more attention now that there was more than a single individual working everything around, things have slowly started to pick up. The Bunny Prime remarked how there was going to be a need for more people around since the shop could not be manned at perfect pace with two people doing everything.
Still, money was entering the cash register and the clients were satisfied with the quality of the service, there was no doubt that things were nonetheless going to be great for the shop. And yet, as I enjoyed my day off from work in an interesting debate with Zip, I couldn't help but feel slightly scandalized by the topic driving this exchange with the presentation she had prepared for the occasion.
Why Shortstacks are undervalued and why you should give it a try.
Out of all potential topics she could have brought up which could have sounded way more interesting, the fact that she had to entertain this sort of stuff was quite awkward but... 'reasonable' within the context itself. Ever since I found my stability after leaving my previous job, Zippy had experienced a 'change' or, how she called it, an Evolution. Nanozell Spirits had this internal process that allowed them to grow. It was the main feature of having an attachment with a partner from which they could 'update' via a mature step forward committed by their 'Masters'.
Zip's evolution hadn't exactly given her height, but focused mostly on giving her two things that made her somewhat more adultish: her face was now more mature-looking and no longer having any baby-face on it, and her frame was now 'improved' to incorporate more curves around her chest and ass which made her previous clothes skimpy. Hence why a quick 'shopping trip' was needed to get her something more form-fitting.
What didn't help? The fact she had grown a bit bolder in her cheeky remarks and... 'wants'.
"And this is why we should contemplate potential Master-Spirit sexual interactions!" Zip concluded her presentation, giving a shake of hips. "So, what do you think?"
"I am not fucking you, Zippy."
"Oh come on!" She groaned in clear frustration. "It's not like it has to be a legitimate full-blown breeding session. How about sucking you off?"
"Nope."
"But-"
I sighed tiredly. "Zip, look- I get it. You got bigger, and your libido skyrocketed. That doesn't mean you can fuck me because I am around."
"But I wanna~!" She whined a bit, floating closer and giving me a hug. "It can also be just the tip."
"No means no."
"Hmmmm."
She slowly slumped down and rested her belly down on my lap, blinking somberly at the wall as I patiently finished my coffee. I had good reasons to not do that. I mean, wasn't this like something close to family? Yes, there was no blood relation, but Zip's entire entity was dependent on me and it felt something close to exploitation to just encourage her to 'thank me' with sexual stuff. It was a very odd moral situation and I didn't want to really tap into that. I really didn't want to.
But, at the same time, I could also see that not all of that interest was driven by the dependency she had for me. It would be a lie to make Zip's kindness and general behavior as a product of that alone. She already had a base personality which it was based from, yet that was expanded and aimed at me with greater effect. And this libido of her, this intense and focused... Well, it was clearly a mix of both.
So, how do I deal with this without allowing any escalations to happen? As someone that was quite cultured in this sort of situation, I can tell that a full rejection would only create more issues for me in the future, and a complete surrender would just give her power to claim more in the future.
However, something more 'controlled' and with me as the dominant side may create an opportunity. Zip shuddered a bit as I reached the upper edge of her short skirt and pulled it down, revealing more of her fat butt.
"J-John-"
"Shh, or I will stop."
A patient girl she was, Zip was well-aware I would have and thus went silent as I finally started to treat her to some sexual relief effort. My fingers were suddenly sinking deep into her round rear, squeezed tightly even before I reached her wet snatch. Once the tip of my index tipped her slit, I saw her shake in delight.
"J-John-"
"Quiet."
And then, I stabbed the finger in. Her whole body went still for a moment and a pleased moan came through her lips. I didn't exactly want to spare her in terms of intensity, so, after just a smooth and direct thrust, I started to pace the finger inside to reach a rough intensity. I think Zippy picked up a bit too late, but offered no resistance as I started to finger her so fast that I had her squirting girlcum with ease. Her whole frame was already sweating, and she looked eager for more.
So I kept on fingering her until her lust was under check. I could tell she wanted more, that she wanted this to escalate further but... that wasn't the point. If I wanted to keep her from getting creative I would have to establish some ground rules with her. Through deeds first, and then by words.
"Next time you will whine about it, I will personally finger you until you are depleted."
Zip was a bit butthurt, but while that expression she had at the time would suggest a need to protest, I caught the gleam in her eyes which said 'I am fine with this. For now'. That was under check, but it sure felt like it wasn't going to get any easier.
And oh boy, this wasn't going to get any easier at all.
AN
A surprising arc is soon to happen. More people came by, more debauchery ensued and... that's all for now.
P.S. I now have a discord server! Discord .gg/ceBMM2Zz6c