<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/N4lStza.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Michael 'Mike' S. Astragalus<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 12 (12:00 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Campus, approaching Lunch Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amelie, Open?<br/><hr/><br/>"Hnn, what was that? Couldn't hear... Mmm... Over the sound of that skysplitting moan you let out..." Michael smiled, biting back the increased pleasure he himself felt at sending the vine into her tight little ass, grinding in time with the cock that continued to ravishing her down below, and soon she was able to easily recieve them both despite her protests of unfairity. If her body fidgetted, it seemed to be because she was trying to get them to rub just the right places.<br/><br/>His only response to her panted words were a light slap and grab of her ass, keeping her still and stable with his vines while continuing to fuck her small form with intent, grunts picking up in volume. The pressure was building now, an ache that would soon be sated when the floodgates opened. She was all but sucking at his neck, leaving his eyes fluttering as he couldn't believe such a simple gesture felt so good... Plus he could swear it felt like she took some of his power. He isn't able to say anything witty now, his remaining focus solely on plunging into her needy holes to give her the release she desires as much as he does, and soon,  her audible cry rings out first.<br/><br/>However, what follows is unexpected as he can feel even his own hair float up a bit from the rampant surge of minor electrical power, the metal in his clothes being strong enough to hoist them like ghosts levitating sheets. But the biggest surprise comes from her grips, both holes clenching on their invaders and milking them for all they were worth! He could only cry out and thrust forward, allowing her to seal them inside as ropes of cum and sap sputter into her deliciously tight body. His attempts to thrust and fill her are met with fierce resistance, but barely allowed if only to occupy the space within her, before he slumps back against the tree in exhaustion.<br/><br/>It isn't for long, however, as her arm lock seems to fall away, before she is too. "A-Amelie...! Crap!" He hisses, struggling to support her before he uses all but one of his vines to support her, slowly lowering her to the ground before he crawls over her. He'd almost forgotten how much she could weigh when she wasn't in conscious control of her body. He smiles looking down at her silly face, before leaning in to press a kiss to her cheek. "Ah... Better luck next time... I'll be happy to challege you any day..."<br/><br/>Though his thoughts had been interrupted by a low growl from his stomach... And the reminder that neither of them had lunch yet.