<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department Store<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa,<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>A little fun in the stall<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing at all. Again.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Yes, real friendly things  :P</div><div class="spoiler_body">"They're for me to know and you to find out, Neri... They wouldn't be surprising if I just up and told you " Albion  smiled, though... In conjunction with what he said earlier, it probably was not a very inspiring thought. The poor guy wouldn't even know what went through her mind in response to what he said, but his future was going to be a little different from what he had imagined long ago. "I guess you're not wrong, but when you put it like that... I guess we've made poor choices on where to do these things at... I think we both deserve a little comfort and privacy at some point in our lives." Though the smirk on Nerissa's face told him she was just teasing him once again... Which was kind of how this all began in the first place...<br/><br/>"A perfect excuse, huh?" He asked, but... She was kind of right. Maybe if he acted differently, didn't show interest in the act, she would have probably ceased. She needed to force her way past his resistance... And finally it seemed she got part of the outcome she hoped for. Their last few months had been awkward in their own right, mostly with the male slowly moving himself toward accepting her affections... The ones she felt he deserved after the events of his past... But did he really? He used such self-destructive means to fill the gaps, and even still, she continued to recharge out to him...<br/><br/>"It's not about being uncomfortable, just... A rare occurrence. I didn't really expect you to come out and say that." He admitted quietly as he looked down at the beloved vixen. She really wanted to keep him comfortable... Probably because she wanted to make sure he came back to her... Actualky, the thought occurred to him: If she could do what he wanted, what he wished for... Would he really need anyone else?<br/><br/><em>'Is this what you're aiming for, Nerissa...?'</em><br/><br/>"Hmhm... You would have to try real hard to disappoint me, Neri... But I understand." <em>'You can do your absolute best when no one but me is watching or hearing you... That will truly be a special night...'</em> "I'm sorry... That was my fault for panicking like that. A little modesty might be the safest bet for us both..." He nodded slowly, letting the vixen concentrate on her actions. All he could do was watch, and respond, as her head bobbed, her lips rolled, her tongue lashed against and along the twitching length in her mouth. It was such a different experience, where others wanted to rush and only get him hard enough to move on, but her movements were slow but thorough, taking time to ensure he enjoyed the full satisfaction of a blowjob from her.<br/><br/><em>'Fff... You're seriously trying to just ruin me for other women, aren't you? Why did I wait so long...?'</em> His thoughts resounded in a pleasant haze, his eyes half-lidding as his breathing picked up. Her sensitive ears would detect the small changes, knowing when he grew more excited at her movements. Even with one hand tending to an ear, scritching her in appreciation, she would hear him clearly. Every now and then he helped maneuver her head, giving her small hints where to stroke next to really excite him.<br/><br/>"Ggh...!" He choked out quietly, hearing footsteps outside the changing stall, very nearly letting out a pleased groan for Nerissa that others would hear. The issue was, she continued doing it... She <em>knew</em> what she was doing and it felt as if she wanted him to make even more noises to let her know she was doing good... Irregardless of the danger. "N-Neri... H-hold out on... Nn, on rubbing yourself. Just... Just do it..." He knew he was torturing her, not letting her play with herself when she was doing this. He couldn't imagine how she felt at all, but he had a plan... <br/><br/>Even his own hips refused to obey him, rocking gently against the loving woman as if to try and slip more of his length into her mouth, but he also had to be attentive of her own makeup. They'd spent time to prepare it here, he was in danger of making it run or warp if he grabbed her the wrong way or made her tear up. But, by the God's, it was hard not to do anything more than what he was getting from her. His hips just wanted his hands to grip her head and facefuck her and- No, that was too rough! Maybe encourage her to suck faster, harder, deep- No, not that either, he might make her tear up...<br/><br/>"Haah... God, the thoughts in my head you're giving me..." He closed his eyes in embarrassment, disbelief that he wanted to do such rough things to his friend. She looked so cute, yet so sexy in the moment, he wanted to do things to her that would leave her in tears of joy, gripping, scratching at his back... But a place like this was not meant for such activities. He... Needed to be patient, to not rush this... Rush <em>them</em>.<br/><br/>"A-ah, not so... So fas- Kh...! D-dammit, Neri...!" He hissed, legs twitching as he stumbled against the wall. It was a struggle to keep himself quiet and... Contrary to his comments, he wasn't trying to stop her at all. They were like fuel for the fire, encouraging her to pick up her pace, to keep being the wicked, loving thing she was being right now. His dick twitched, throbbed in her hand with need as the pressure built... It was when he could take it no more thathan his fingers curled in her hair and held her head before he thrust his cock straight into her mouth. He didn't plunge all the way, just enough to stroke the engorged tip against her tongue before it erupted. Gentle ropes of semi-thick, off-white essence that painted her tongue and inner cheeks. He tried hard to hold back the flow, to give her  chance to swallow.<br/><br/><em>'I-I can't stop yet, Neri... P-please, swallow it...!'</em> His thoughts were all over the place, but prayed she was quick to ingest what she had before more sputtered free. The release would not last long at this rate, and she would only need to swallow a few times to properly bury the evidence of their interactions...<br/></div></div>