[NSFW!] 𝔽𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕪 𝕍𝕀𝕀 - 𝔸𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕙 ♠ | Sᴛᴀʀʀʏ x Oᴜʀᴏʙᴏʀᴏs

[Starry]

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Aerith gasped softly when the first thick rope splattered across her bare tits, the heat of it making her shoulders twitch and her breath hitch in a way that was almost shy - almost. “Ohhh… s-so much~” she breathed, voice light and trembling, but with that unmistakable playful edge, like she couldn’t quite believe he was still going. Every heavy spurt landed with a wet pat against her skin, the pearly mess pooling in the deep valley of her cleavage before spilling down over the curve of each soft globe. She squeezed her breasts tighter around him on instinct, catching and trapping the next ropes, her arms moving in slow, milking motions that smeared the sticky load into her skin. “Gaia—look at it… you’re covering everything…” she laughed breathlessly, her tone dazed but giddy, eyes flicking down to watch the mess drip and run over her. When his tip slid back between her tits and pumped out even more, Aerith gave a breathy little squeak, her knees shifting on the grimy alley floor. The mess was warm, heavy, everywhere - sliding down her belly, creeping under the hem of her dress until it clung wetly to her stomach and hips, soaking the thin lace beneath. She could feel it, thick and slick, working lower until her thighs pressed together in a helpless little squeeze. By the time the last pulses smeared into her cleavage, she was holding herself still just to feel the heat of it dripping and pooling. Her pink dress was a stained, ruined mess across the front, the deep V of her tits glossy and glistening, the alley air cooling the thick streaks only enough to make her shiver. She looked up at him with that wide, cock-drunk Aerith grin - half innocent sparkle, half filthy delight - and giggled. “You weren’t kidding… that’s… gosh, that’s a lot…” Her fingers scooped through the sticky mixture in her cleavage, giving it a slow, indulgent swirl before sliding them down the slopes of her tits, pushing the excess lower, letting it trail across her belly until it joined the mess soaking into the fabric over her core. She bit her lip, her voice dipping into a sultry murmur as she glanced down at the sticky state he’d left her in. “Mmh~… feels like you just… claimed every inch of me.” Then she let out another of those light, airy laughs, cheeks flushed, breasts still pressing tight around him, like she was already wondering how quickly he could do it again. ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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Aerith had begun by practically going into heat while looking at some bread, now her massive chest cakes were getting properly glazed in a thick layer of salty-sweet cream. Tobias swung his enormous form around, standing over the squatting slut once more and grinning down at her. His eyes flashed with glee as he watched Aerith rubbing those thick ropes of his baby batter into her skin, letting it slide down her cleavage, dribbling across her stomach and soaking into the previously, pristine and pink fabric of her dress. Now, her panties were a soaking mess, her dress was stained with more cum than she'd probably ever seen in her life, and still, when Aerith looked up again, she would see that Tobias was rock hard. "Every inch of you? Not yet," he growled in that chocolatey way she seemed to love so much. Tobias placed a hand behind Aerith's head to bring her in, wanting her to nuzzle into his huge, black balls and worship his cock more while he talked. "You started by telling me you wanted me to plant my seeds in your flower garden. So I'm not letting you go until I've done just that," he promised, reminding Aerith that even after filling her stomach and painting her tits white, he still hadn't dumped a load of that sticky cream deep inside the one place she needed it most. After he let Aerith reaquaint herself once more with his sack, Tobias reached down and offered a huge, dark hand to hoist Aerith onto her feet. Once she was up, he span her around, pushing her agains the grimy wall of the alleyway, enjoying the way her enormous cum-stained tits pressed against the rough stone. He pushed down on the small of Aerith's back, making her bend her body and arch, pushing her ass out towards him. His hands easily lifted the tiny skirt of her stained dress, getting a proper look at her perfect peach of an ass. He ran his hands over those bubbly, taught spheres, giving her cheeks a firm but playful smack, just to see how they jiggled in response. "You're a fucking goddess," breathed Tobias, groping her backside and letting his still rigid fuckrod slap down between her cheeks. He spent a little whole hotdogging himself between her cheeks, threading the meaty needly between Aerith's plump buns. Her body was so perfect, his hands easily sliding into place around the perfect handle that was her flaring hips. He groaned with pleasure from rubbing himself between her buttocks, smacking them again as he reached down and took hold of his throbbing, dark pole. The tip was a mess of excess cum and all the sloppy mess Aerith had drooled over him before but hadn't gotten smeared between her now utterly messy tits. "I want you to beg for it. I want to hear your Cetra prayers, for this cock that belongs inside you. Fucking you. Breeding you," growled Tobias, accentuating those final words by leaning down across Aerith's back and whispering them right into her ear. He drove the point home by tugging her sopping wet panties down around her knees and rubbing the bulbous tip of his black length right up against her slick and dripping pussy. Tobias could have just thrust himself inside there and then, but he wanted to wait. To tease Aerith into a desperate, needy mess and hear her plead for his big, black cock. ​

 

[Starry]

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Aerith’s breath caught sharp when he dragged her up, the sticky glaze on her tits and belly tugging under the ruined pink dress, every movement making the mess shift warmly over her skin. She let out a breathless little laugh - half flustered, half thrilled - when he spun her and pressed her into the cold, gritty wall. Her cum-slick breasts squashed flat against the stone with an obscene, wet squelch, the sound almost louder than her airy giggle. “Ahhh~ careful… gonna make me even messier,” she teased over her shoulder, her voice light but dripping with that breathy heat. Then he pressed on her back, bending her forward, and her body reacted without hesitation - hips popping out, ass high, spine curving like she was showing off. The sharp smack to her cheek made her hoops swing and her breath catch in a soft gasp, her plump ass rippling for him like she knew exactly what he wanted to see. Her eyes fluttered shut when the thick, hot length of him slid between her ass cheeks, the weight and heat making her arch deeper. The fat head bumped against the small of her back on each slow pass, and she couldn’t stop the little hum of delight in her throat. “Mmmhh~ still so hard… guess you really meant it about not being done…” she murmured, the sweetness in her voice curling into something much filthier. Then he leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, growling those words about breeding her. The sound alone made her knees feel weak. She whimpered softly when the blunt, slick head of his cock dragged over her swollen clit, the contact sending a tremor straight through her belly and down her thighs. When he told her to beg, she gave a soft, incredulous laugh. “Mmm~ you want me to beg? That’s not fair… you’ve already got me dripping down my thighs…” She rocked her hips just enough for him to feel the way her slick coated him, her voice breaking on a soft moan. She let the moment stretch - just a heartbeat - before looking back over her shoulder, green eyes glassy and wide, mascara streaking down her flushed cheeks. Her lower lip caught between her teeth for a second before she let it slip free. “…But if you really wanna hear it…” she breathed, her voice now a perfect storm of shameless need and syrupy sweetness. “I want it, daddy… I need it… every inch of that big black cock inside me. Stretch me ‘til I can’t breathe. Pound me ‘til I forget my name. Fill me so deep I can feel it every time I move.” Her ass rolled back into him as she arched harder, presenting herself without an ounce of hesitation, panties bunched uselessly at her knees. The fat head of his cock was right at her entrance now, her slick glistening in the dim light, the air between them hot with shared breath. “Please, daddy…” she whispered, the last word trembling and soft, but soaked in filthy intent. “Breed me so hard I can’t walk out of this alley without everyone knowing what you did to me…” ​

 

[Ouroboros]

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Tobias could only just resist when Aerith was already begging for him to fuck her with her body. He had never seen a slut that needed ploughing with his black cock more than she did. The way she rolled that perfect phat ass of hers. Jiggling her plump cheeks and grinding her hot little slit against him. Tobias' bulbous head was immediately soaked in her warm and slick juices. He didn't need to hear Aerith beg for it, but he wanted it nonetheless. Tobias grinned when Aerith paused and let the moment linger. She summoned up every ounce of sugary, sweet bimbo charm she had into her honeyed words. He felt a rivulet of her honey roll down his tip and along the length of his cock when she spoke, his cock already wet with the nectar of the most beautiful flower in all of Sector 5. "Fuck me..." was all that Tobias could manage in response, feeling like his throbbing length was going to burst over how hard she made him, talking like that. Tobias rewarded Aerith instantly for her sincere pleading, pushing forwards with one hand on his shaft and the other holding her wide hips. He was thicker than a soda can, and so he felt her pink lips stretching to accept his girth. Yet, Aerith felt so slick that he almost glided inside her warm, welcoming cunt. Tobias stretched and filled her, slowly at first, letting Aerith become accustomed to it and letting her appreciate the majesty of his enormous obsidian pillar. "That feels amazing. I knew being inside you would be heaven, Aerith," grunted Tobias, sheathing a few more inches inside with his firm and steady thrusts. He went deeper and deeper, pushing his arm-length black dick as deep as he could go and even deeper still, if Aerith's body relented to this sensual invasion. Tobias then pulled back, almost sliding free entirely and giving Aerith a stark reminder of what it was like to not have Tobias' massive length filling her up. He didn’t make her linger on that though, plunging back deep inside with a firm thrust that made her plump ass cheeks wobble. He pulled back once more and thrust back inside, over and over, building up into a steady rhythm that would soon have the clap of Aerith's bubbly ass cheeks filling the air in the alleyway. Letting anyone heading through the slums at this time of the morning know that the famous beauty, the bimbo-bodied flower girl, was utterly getting her back blown out. ​