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“Evil knows I want that gooey goody butt of yours!” Bell declared, drawing out an evil laughter, “I get my ass destroyed and I shall come triumphantly to my queen for inspection,” she giggled clucked her tongue suggestively, “You can play guess what went up there~”
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Meanwhile, Sheldon was distractedly toying with his boy, slowly twisting the gold and diamond cock piercing of their engagement as he nibbled on his lover’s ear. He should behave himself with someone over… but this was someone Wayne had fucked and Shelly was needy and possessive. This cock was his, he’d claimed it. Sharing was and could happen… but everyone needed to know who it was that actually owned this cock.
“Heee, sounds good to me darling. Alright I better go, I took a night time shift watch so, gotta make good on that! Can’t wait to see you again and hear allll about your good time! Kisses!” Wyn says cutely to Bell, giving her kisses across the line again and once they’d both said goodbye more times than necessary, finally hung up and got up to get into her suit again for hero work.
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Wayne was at Sheldon’s mercy, clutching at the couch cushions, legs spread and his head tipped back, soft whimpers escaping his throat as his lover played with his piercing.
Every single time, it was like an instant turn-on button for him. Whenever Sheldon touched it and played with it, he got hard so quickly at the sheer reminder of who’s he was, who he’d gotten this done for and what it meant between them.
Though, he was getting a little fidgety at the teasing. It was too little, and he wanted more.
“P-please, Shelly…”
“Please Shelly, whaaaat~” Sheldon purred as he licked the shell of Wayne’s ear. Another tug on the golden ring as Sheldon slid to straddle his lover’s thigh. Lust clouding his mind with Wayne’s scent until he almost forgot about their guest.
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“Little bat kisses,” Bell replied just as cutely, rolling to get her feet under her again when they finally got off the phone with each other. Finishing her cocoa and returning to the main living room, the scent of the two boys about knocked her on her ass. She whimpered in the back of her throat, one hand moving to cup her slit. Her tentacle had only just resheathed not too long ago, her body still attuned and overly sensitive.
Biting her lower lip, she edged further into the living room, eyes locked on the couch and the display before her. Should she just…. go? Leave them to it? Surely she wasn’t actually wanted here.
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Catching a whiff of her arousal, Sheldon moaned, hips rolled against Wayne before he could catch himself. A light blush on his cheeks, he glanced up to Bell, “Everything alright?”