Eliott.

A bird fling further from the cage, and a little further they escape from the torment. ( EDENVERSE. )

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

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[️️ ️️️️️️️️️ @ichortale]

well fed devils behave better than famished saints.

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

... little ‘project’ she kept away in her room. Her eyes sparkling with enlightenment. @rustcolored

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

She is tugging on @rustcolored's shirt. And yes, she is still on her usual robe. “Nihar? Something’s wrong.”

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

... a different perspective such as this.

Eliott even dared to take Nihar's hand and lay out his palm, putting her hand on top of his. Oh, that was an interesting discovery! Her palm can't cover his whole hand, the difference is outstanding. She must note this down for her ...

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

She does this and squeezed his arm to her chest, just this once before tiptoeing to plant a peck on his cheek. “Th-thank you,” she said with flushed cheeks. @rustcolored

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

This is embarrassing. Eliott doesn't like it. It feels unusual, and changes are something she finds quite hard to understand. Before he could leave, she inched closer and hugged his arm and, oh… The size difference was apparent. Usually they are about the same size and height.

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

“Unhand me,” Eliott protested while trying to push him away, but… Is being a girl prone to be this weak or is it that Nihar has always been far stronger than Eliott? Because Nihar seemed like he was barely budged by her. @rustcolored

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

“You—” she groaned, promptly fisting her own robe as she gave up herself to the touch. At this point, is she even surprised? “This is why I need bras. For one, you can't keep your hands to yourself,” she whined as she gripped on Nihar's forearm.

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

@rustcolored “O-of course not! I was born with high testosterone and I didn't develop… these before!” Eliott glanced down to the thick stuff that still hangs there on her chest. She should've listened more to her sister's sex education. “Just buy something that is big enough, I guess?”

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

@rustcolored And even she is too embarrassed about this, clearly with how she tried her best to support this… gigantic thing hanging on his chest with her now-overly-too-big sleeping robe. “I was doing something ridiculous. B-but anyway, let's not talk about that. I need undergarments.”

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

He gazed back at Nihar, looking at him with teary eyes as if pleading for him to let him rest just a little while. Everything quickly became too much for him, and his whining added to his now debauched expression. @rustcolored

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

Eliott could feel how his cunt twitched and aroused again, still dampened yet dripping wetness messing his lower half with the thought of how assaulted he is right now. Drools streaking down from his lips and it didn’t stop him from giving Nihar’s finger a good sucking.

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

... if he is still awake or just had lost his consciousness because everything seemed blurry.

He can’t think, can’t move, and his arousal is still twitching either from being stimulated so hard or that it craves for more. Eliott really doesn't know what it is. @rustcolored

[Eliott. @dauntleash]

... clenching around Nihar’s fingers as he finished himself around it.

“Ah, ah…” His whole body trembled— shaking even, as he came down from his orgasm. His whole body pliant and submitting on Nihar’s lap, like a beautiful doll on display he is. He can’t even comprehend ...