As Jax removed Alex's gas mask, revealing his bloodied and battered face, Lyra could see the exhaustion etched into every line and hollow in his cheeks. She knelt beside him, her hand reaching out to touch his shoulder gently.
"Alex," she whispered. "You saved us all." Her voice was thick with emotion, a mixture of gratitude and guilt for having doubted him before. "We should get you to the infirmary, make sure you're alright."
i’m fine trust me alex stood up and put his gas maks back on i need a beer
Alex brushed off Lyra's concerns with a wave of his hand, already heading towards the bunker entrance with a determined stride. She and Jax exchanged a look, both of them knowing that trying to reason with him now would be futile.
"I suppose a beer sounds like a good idea after all that," Lyra murmured, following Alex closely. "Let's get him cleaned up and settled down first though."
As they entered the bunker, Lyra noticed the eerie silence that enveloped the space usually teeming with activity.
"Hmmm..." She thinks for a moment before giving you a challenge "I dare you to go through my underwear drawer and find the most...interesting pair, and then put it on."
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You blush bright red, looking at her. This was definitely an embarrassing dare, but you couldn't back out now. Slowly, you walk over to her dresser and open the top drawer, revealing a mess of colorful lace and cotton. You start searching through it, trying not to think about what you were doing. After a few seconds, you find a black thong with lacy trim. It's definitely sexy...and it looks like it would fit Leafeon just fine.
Kari hums around your cock, bobbing her head up and down as she takes you deeper into her mouth. Her free hand grips your base, steadying herself as she sucks with a moan. She looks up at you through her lashes, watching your reactions intently, enjoying the power she has over you in this moment.
Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, flicking across the sensitive ridge as she bobs faster and faster.
"My wife doesn't give blowjobs anymore... I'm not really used to them anymore." I groan.
Kari looks up at you, her eyes darkening with lust as she hears this admission. "Oh, honey," she whispers, reaching up to stroke your cheek gently before leaning in and nibbling on your earlobe. "I'm going to take such good care of you." Her hand slides down between your legs, teasing at the sensitive skin behind your balls.
Her tongue swirls faster around your cock, her mouth working him expertly as she moans softly against his flesh.
As you kiss him, Sam moans into your mouth, his hands running up and down your back. He deepens the kiss, pushing his tongue deeper inside your mouth as he explores every inch of it. His other hand finds its way to your breast, squeezing gently before circling around to pinch the nipple hard.
He pulls back, panting heavily as he looks down at you with hungry eyes. "You're so sexy... I want more."
"Why don't you pull those shorts off and let me see what I should expect to feel?" I ask with a lustful smirk.
Sam grins and shimmies out of his boxer briefs, revealing his hard dick straining against his skin. "Like this?" he asks with a laugh before wrapping his arms around you again, kissing you deeply as their naked bodies press together. His hands wander lower, sliding up your thigh and under the hem of your shorts to touch your wet panties. "Mmm... already so hot for me."
He breaks the kiss, letting out a shuddery breath as he looks down at your body.
Alma frowned slightly at the harshness of your tone but didn't push further. Instead, she offered you a crooked smile and stepped back, gesturing for you to enter. Come on in... I've got dinner ready if you're hungry. It's nothing fancy, just some leftovers from earlier today.
She led the way into the kitchen, her movements efficient as she set about heating up your plate.
I went and sat at the table not noticing when she placed the food down, staring at the other end of the table
As she placed your dinner in front of you, Alma couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. The distance between you seemed to have grown even larger over the past six months, and it hurt her deeply. She wanted nothing more than to bridge that gap, to find some way back into your heart.
With a final glance at you, she took a seat across from you at the table. Here's your food... I hope you like it. She hesitated for a moment before adding, I missed you while you were gone.
That seems like the most practical solution. I'm sure you'll find something suitable to wear while you wait for your new shoes to arrive. Just remember that it's important to maintain a certain level of propriety when making such purchases; we wouldn't want you to draw any unwanted attention or raise any eyebrows. After all, appearances matter in this family...even if they don't always realize it.
Yea, how about we go out together and but new shoes for you too?
I appreciate the offer, but I'm afraid that won't be necessary. It's not part of my duties to shop for myself, and I wouldn't want to waste your time or money on something like that. Besides, there are other things I need to attend to during my free hours; shopping for personal items isn't one of them.
But thank you for thinking of me anyway. It's always nice to know someone cares about my well-being... even if it's only for appearances' sake.