<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/monstergirlencyclopedia/images/2/21/Hellhound_cloth.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/339?cb=20150222064724)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">RENOA</span><br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Tsuneo's home<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tsuneo<br/><hr/><br/>In the days that followed the party where they met, Tsuneo got to see WAY more of Renoa than he likely intended. As soon as they arrived at his home (after stopping to pick up some clothes for her which M.O.N. graciously agreed to reimburse him for.) her first act was to strip off the hoodie she borrowed from Riku and burn off the sweat pants that Akira had forced her to wear. She wanted nothing that came from him, or anyone associated with him. Though she would, out of respect for Tsuneo's wishes, wear something around the house...most of the time...she never wore much more than a simple pair of panties and a shirt. Even those wouldn't stay on all the time, especially when she entered a state of heat.<br/><br/>She had warned him it was coming...but it wasn't enough to fully prepare for what life with a desperately horny hell hound was actually like. He most likely lost count of how many times he walked into the living room to find her sprawled on the couch with two fingers inside herself...if he was lucky it was her fingers. As her desperate need to fuck grew ever stronger, nothing was sacred. Anything she could find that would fit was pushed inside her needy pussy in efforts to ease the insistent need and primal urges that filled her body.<br/><br/>His TV's remote control was ruined...the buttons stick now and half of them are unresponsive. There's a dark spot on one of the couch cushions that won't ever come out thanks to her constant masturbation. One time he even found the handle of his precious kendo training swords tainted by her ever flowing fluids of sexual desire.<br/><br/>The morning of the full moon party Renoa was in her room, moaning loudly as she grinds her hips against the hard wooden frame of her bed. The decoratively beveled and ridged bedpost at the foot of the bed felt really nice as it slid against her inner walls, but was still lacking something. That same something everything else in the house lacked....a pulse. It didn't throb inside her with ever increasing lust. The bed didn't moan out needfully as she rode it, nor would it fill her belly with that wonderfully thick, and warm fluid she so craved.<br/><br/>It took all she had not to force herself on Tsuneo, though she had been very, very, very tempted. She had made a promise, and did what she could to honor it. It was just a shame that so many of his things had to pay the price of her 'restraint'. The bed post just the most recent victim as her back arches and her pussy gushes with orgasmic pleasure. The varnish would likely be ruined forever now...not that she cared.<br/><br/>She growled softly in annoyance as her relief was only momentary at best. The moment her legs stopped shaking she felt that need for more welling up inside her again. She glanced toward the clock, her fiery eyes going wide as she realized that she had spent literally the whole morning fucking her bed post. She had to get ready for the part! With a slight moan she slid herself off the post and moved to her dresser to pick out what she would wear...briefly considering some cute little panties, but instead chose the bikini bottoms Tsuneo had gotten her. The dark, flame print swim suit didn't show moisture as much as cotton would, not to mention accented her feminine features beautifully and was quite easy to remove...a simple tug on a string and off they came! Perfect for the sort of party she was about to go to.<br/><br/>With her less than modest choice of clothes picked out she headed to the shower to wash up (and masturbate again) then she'd be ready to go. As she left the bathroom, her body still steaming from the water evaporating off her heated body she found her host in the kitchen. He seemed distracted by something (probably reading the changes to the laws regarding monsters and humans). She approached from behind, wrapping her arms around him affectionately in her usual morning greeting. Her hands playing across his chest and stomach sensually, one had drifting slowly downward until it reached his belt...then she stopped herself...somehow. Oh how she wanted to just rip his clothes off. "I'm ready to go when you are..." She says sultrily into his ear. Hell, she'd been ready to go for a week!<br/><br/>It was still a bit early for the party to start, but she figured the sooner she got her claws on someone she could actually play with, namely that annoying harpy, the better. No one would care if the two of them got an hour or two head start would they?