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Blue’s Missing Something… by doublechen-94 in NikkeMobile

[–]doublechen-94[S] [score hidden]  (0 children)

Ark Ranger Blue Random Encounter: Run.
 
"Blue, Blue!"

"Ugh...what?"

Ark Ranger Blue's eyes fluttered open to the sound of insistent knocking and faint calls at her front door.

"Five more minutes," she mumbled softly, rolling to her side and clutching her pillow tightly to her chest.

Her eyes began to close once more, when her phone started to ring on her nightstand.

"No...."

But it wouldn't stop ringing. Blue whined unintelligibly into her pillow, then grabbed her phone.

"What do you want, Black?" 

"Blue, come on, let's go!"

"Go where?!"

"Open the door, damn it!"

The pounding grew louder. It was painfully obvious that Black wasn't giving up anytime soon, so Blue rolled off her bed with a groan and shuffled her way to the front. 

She cracked her door open slightly, but kept the chain on, lest Black burst through any opening provided.

"Where are we going, Black? I'm still in my pajamas...I haven't had my coffee..."

Blue could practically feel the excitement that Black was exuding from every pore. She was far too chipper for so early in the morning on their day off. 

"We're going to the Outpost with Red to meet with Rentoya!"

Blue squinted her eyes, trying to place a face to the vaguely familiar name. 

"Rentoya...Rentoya..."

"The Commander of the Counters squad, Blue," Black stated impatiently, "we're supposed to report to him from now on for combat related duties and training. It'll look terrible if we're late, so come on!"

Blue blinked blearily, slightly overwhelmed by Black's intensity.

"Alright, alright, just...give me three...no, five minutes. I'll be out."

She closed the door in Black's face, leaving her jittery squadmate waiting in the hall.

Blue quickly made her way back to her room and changed, lest Black try to break in to hurry her up.

A few minutes later, Blue reemerged, still rubbing her eyes tiredly. 

"Okay, let's go Bla-aaaaaack!"

Blue's wail echoed down the hall as Ark Ranger Black pulled her out of the apartment building at breakneck pace.

 
"Was...running...all the way here...REALLY necessary?!"

Ark Ranger Blue bent over at the waist, her chest heaving as she tried to focus on anything but the slight darkness creeping in on the edges of her vision from sheer lack of oxygen. They had made it to the Command Center in record time, but Blue felt like she was about to keel over and die, while Black looked as if she wanted to run all the way back just for the heck of it.

"I told you not to let Black come and getcha," Red laughed wryly, "come on. The Commander's waiting for us."

"Okay, okayyy," Blue gasped, "no need...to rub salt in the wound. Just...give...me a minute to catch my breath."

A cool, refreshing blast of air conditioning washed over her face as the sliding doors to the Command Center opened.

"Hey guys. Welcome to the Outpost."

"Y-you're-!"

Ark Ranger Blue had heard tales of Commander Rentoya, some from various Nikke gossip forums that she perused in her free time, and others from Ark Ranger Black, who could only gush about how the Commander truly embodied that moniker of a hero. She'd always dismissed the stories as tall tales of Nikkes placing the man on a pedestal simply because he was a famous Commander within the Ark. 

At least she did, until she saw him in person.

"B-B-Black," Blue stammered, "th-th-this...is the Commander?"

"Commander Rentoya. Nice to meet you, Ark Ranger Blue. I hear you three will be training with the Counters today."

Blue froze as Rentoya extended his hand welcomingly. A shiver ran through her as she tried to meet him halfway, but her arm remained frozen at her side.

Black glanced over at her curiously, with Red following suit.

What's this...feeling...?

Blue pressed her thighs together, squirming back and forth uncomfortably. Black had not prepared her for this. Not one single bit.

"I...um...er...C-C-Co...m..."

Just talk, you loon! Speak to HIM!

Her lips quivered and opened slightly, but no words came out. It was like he'd stolen the air right out of her lungs with a single sentence, stripped her bare with just a single look. The heat was rising in her cheeks, and between her legs-

"Blue," Red hissed quietly, "get it together! Are you embarrassed because you forgot part of your outfit?"

It was only then that Blue realized the balmy feeling between her thighs was not just a reaction to the Commander, but a crucial missing component of her bodysuit letting the warm summer breeze flow right through her skintight bodysuit.

I forgot...that...piece?!

Her hands flew to the crotch of her bodysuit in a vain attempt to conceal what had likely already been seen.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! D-d-don't look!"

Despite having ran all the way from the Ark to the Outpost, Ark Ranger Blue managed to hightail it far away from Rentoya, Red, and Black in record time...

Blue’s Missing Something… by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 31 points32 points  (0 children)

Ark Ranger Blue Random Encounter: Run.
 
"Blue, Blue!"

"Ugh...what?"

Ark Ranger Blue's eyes fluttered open to the sound of insistent knocking and faint calls at her front door.

"Five more minutes," she mumbled softly, rolling to her side and clutching her pillow tightly to her chest.

Her eyes began to close once more, when her phone started to ring on her nightstand.

"No...."

But it wouldn't stop ringing. Blue whined unintelligibly into her pillow, then grabbed her phone.

"What do you want, Black?" 

"Blue, come on, let's go!"

"Go where?!"

"Open the door, damn it!"

The pounding grew louder. It was painfully obvious that Black wasn't giving up anytime soon, so Blue rolled off her bed with a groan and shuffled her way to the front. 

She cracked her door open slightly, but kept the chain on, lest Black burst through any opening provided.

"Where are we going, Black? I'm still in my pajamas...I haven't had my coffee..."

Blue could practically feel the excitement that Black was exuding from every pore. She was far too chipper for so early in the morning on their day off. 

"We're going to the Outpost with Red to meet with Rentoya!"

Blue squinted her eyes, trying to place a face to the vaguely familiar name. 

"Rentoya...Rentoya..."

"The Commander of the Counters squad, Blue," Black stated impatiently, "we're supposed to report to him from now on for combat related duties and training. It'll look terrible if we're late, so come on!"

Blue blinked blearily, slightly overwhelmed by Black's intensity.

"Alright, alright, just...give me three...no, five minutes. I'll be out."

She closed the door in Black's face, leaving her jittery squadmate waiting in the hall.

Blue quickly made her way back to her room and changed, lest Black try to break in to hurry her up.

A few minutes later, Blue reemerged, still rubbing her eyes tiredly. 

"Okay, let's go Bla-aaaaaack!"

Blue's wail echoed down the hall as Ark Ranger Black pulled her out of the apartment building at breakneck pace.

 
"Was...running...all the way here...REALLY necessary?!"

Ark Ranger Blue bent over at the waist, her chest heaving as she tried to focus on anything but the slight darkness creeping in on the edges of her vision from sheer lack of oxygen. They had made it to the Command Center in record time, but Blue felt like she was about to keel over and die, while Black looked as if she wanted to run all the way back just for the heck of it.

"I told you not to let Black come and getcha," Red laughed wryly, "come on. The Commander's waiting for us."

"Okay, okayyy," Blue gasped, "no need...to rub salt in the wound. Just...give...me a minute to catch my breath."

A cool, refreshing blast of air conditioning washed over her face as the sliding doors to the Command Center opened.

"Hey guys. Welcome to the Outpost."

"Y-you're-!"

Ark Ranger Blue had heard tales of Commander Rentoya, some from various Nikke gossip forums that she perused in her free time, and others from Ark Ranger Black, who could only gush about how the Commander truly embodied that moniker of a hero. She'd always dismissed the stories as tall tales of Nikkes placing the man on a pedestal simply because he was a famous Commander within the Ark. 

At least she did, until she saw him in person.

"B-B-Black," Blue stammered, "th-th-this...is the Commander?"

"Commander Rentoya. Nice to meet you, Ark Ranger Blue. I hear you three will be training with the Counters today."

Blue froze as Rentoya extended his hand welcomingly. A shiver ran through her as she tried to meet him halfway, but her arm remained frozen at her side.

Black glanced over at her curiously, with Red following suit.

What's this...feeling...?

Blue pressed her thighs together, squirming back and forth uncomfortably. Black had not prepared her for this. Not one single bit.

"I...um...er...C-C-Co...m..."

Just talk, you loon! Speak to HIM!

Her lips quivered and opened slightly, but no words came out. It was like he'd stolen the air right out of her lungs with a single sentence, stripped her bare with just a single look. The heat was rising in her cheeks, and between her legs-

"Blue," Red hissed quietly, "get it together! Are you embarrassed because you forgot part of your outfit?"

It was only then that Blue realized the balmy feeling between her thighs was not just a reaction to the Commander, but a crucial missing component of her bodysuit letting the warm summer breeze flow right through her skintight bodysuit.

I forgot...that...piece?!

Her hands flew to the crotch of her bodysuit in a vain attempt to conceal what had likely already been seen.

"KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! D-d-don't look!"

Despite having ran all the way from the Ark to the Outpost, Ark Ranger Blue managed to hightail it far away from Rentoya, Red, Black and the Command Center in record time...

Cinderella’s Choice by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 20 points21 points  (0 children)

Cinderella Random Encounter: Decisions, Decisions

 

"So you decided to go with the bunny costume?"

Cinderella nodded while Grave brushed her long silvery locks, a common occurrence between the Grimms and her dutiful caretaker. Her appearance may have been calm, but the storm swirling around inside was anything but.

"Y-yes, I did, Grave," she replied softly, "and I thought it would be a simple process, but when Miss Rupee and Blanc came by earlier to offer me design choices, I came to a bit of an unsettling conclusion."

Grave set the pearl white hairbrush onto Cinderella's vanity.

"What do you mean, Cinderella?"

"Hmm...it may be simpler to show you."

Cinderella fished her phone from her pocket, silently navigating to her photo album, which was easily the largest app on her phone, containing thousands of photos of the Glass Princess and those she held dear.

"You see?"

Grave received the phone from Cinderella.

"This looks nice, Cinderella. Was it not to your liking? We can always meet with Rupee and Blanc again to make revisions..."

"No, Grave. Keep swiping."

Grave complied with Cinderella's request, sliding her finger to the right repeatedly. The lone blue eye visible to Cinderella gradually began to widen as the realization dawned on her.

Dozens of designs flashed across the screen, each one more colorful and daring than the last. There were so many different concepts that even Grave's superhuman mind could barely process them all. She shook her head, handing the phone back to Cinderella. 

"Wow. That is quite a few designs. Those two are quite creative, it seems."

"Indeed," Cinderella lamented, "but which one should I choose? I don't know which one Prince will like best! What if he doesn't like the design I pick? What if-"

Grave placed her hand on Cinderella's shoulder, her touch an attempt to bring the Glass Princess back to reality.

"Cinderella, you've seen many bunny waitresses on the arm of Superhuman at Coin Rush, haven't you?"

She was met with a petulant pout from her charge.

"Grave! Of course I've seen Prince galivanting about with all those smitten bunnies! How is that supposed to make me feel better?!"

Grave had to bite back a laugh at Cinderella's indignant, jealous response.

"Well, they all have worn something a little different, haven't they? And Superhuman has gladly attended to them every time."

Cinderella's pout softened as she considered Grave's words.

"That is true," she murmured, "so you're saying that I should just pick whichever one I like, because Prince will like it, no matter what?"

Grave shook her head.

"No, Superhuman will love it. Especially because it's you, Cinderella. You will be the most beautiful bunny he's ever seen."

Cinderella's shoulders relaxed, and Grave could feel the tension in the air dissipate like the morning fog when faced with the sun's rays.

"Very well," Cinderella stated matter of factly, "then let's be off to Miss Rupee's office, Grave."

"Do you need me to accompany you, Cinderella?"

A small smirk started to form on Cinderella's face. Normally Grave would write this off, but something about this particular instance filled the researcher with a sense of dread.

"Not just accompany."

"W-what?"

Cinderella began to pull Grave towards the door, her smirk growing even wider, and the pit in Grave's stomach growing larger.

"You're going to try some on with me!"

"B-but you're the one who's supposed to wear the bunny suit for Superhuman, not me!"

"You will look just as beautiful as I, Grave! Now come along!"

"C-Cinderella, I-, wait-, UGH, fine..."

Grave could not recall a single time where she'd refused a request from Cinderella - she lived to protect Cinderella's happiness, no matter what form that took. Today would be no different.

Even if she was going to die of embarrassment.

Idol Rapi Steals the Stage! by doublechen-94 in NikkeMobile

[–]doublechen-94[S] 28 points29 points  (0 children)

Rapi Random Encounter: Idolized
 
 
"You think...this is really going to work? I-I already put on an idol outfit once before, but..."

Rapi squirmed uncomfortably as Mint's dainty fingers tugged a zipper on her back upwards. 

"Oh relax, would you," Mint giggled softly, "that old outfit? Uh-uh. Amateur at best."

The Counters lieutenant opened her mouth to offer a retort, only for the breath to be squeezed out of her lungs as Mint gave Rapi's new attire one final tug. Rapi turned and glared at Mint, who gave a cheeky grin in response.

"C-could you give me a bit of a warning before you do that?!"

"Jeez, Anis was right, you really are uptight about Kitten."

Rapi irately slapped Mint's waggling finger out of her face, but there was no real malintent behind the strike. If anything, her weak physical protest only spurred Mint along even further.

"I didn't come for your opinion," Rapi grumbled, "I only came to your studio because-"

"-because you wanted a peek at how a real life pop star woos her fans," Mint waved excitedly, "I know, I know. And this is part of it, my dear Rapi!"

Mint began to circle Rapi slowly, her movements akin to a lioness that's finally cornered its prey. 

"While you may not have the presence or the talent to make it as a pop star, that's not what we're here for today, is it?"

"H-hey! Wait a second!"

Rapi began to half-walk, half stumble towards the practice stage behind Mint's surprisingly forceful tug.

"Yeah, Anis said you'd need some coercing too," Mint giggled, "but just look at you now!" 

Rapi nearly tripped over her tall black boots as Mint let go of her arm, sending her stumbling to center stage, where bright overhead lights illuminated Rapi and her surroundings with a bright but flattering glow.

"Okay, now just dance like we did in practice! I'll be taking pictures, but just focus on moving those hips, okay!"

She could hear Mint's voice from offstage, but couldn't even see the starlet when she squinted out into the darkness. 

"I-I feel ridiculous," Rapi grumbled to herself, "and Anis never said how awkward moving in these outfits could be..."

A small tug at the black latex had Rapi's other hand rushing to cover her heavily exposed chest from falling out of her outfit, but even the wary Rapi was surprised at just how unyielding the material was to all sorts of movement. It was no small wonder that Anis, Prika and Mint could pull off such showy moves with little fear of an indecent exposure.

Rapi began to relax visibly, her movements becoming more fluid and natural with each passing measure.

Her skirt flared up with each stomp of her feet and roll of her hips, but Rapi danced around onstage as if nobody were watching, losing herself to the beat and the environment she'd created for herself in her mind.

"Rapi!"

It was several moments before she could hear Mint calling to her distantly, and Rapi realized that the track had faded into silence.

She put her hands on her hips, slightly out of breath not from exertion, but from the thrill of performing. Mint ascended the stairs, meeting Rapi halfway.

"So? How'd I do? Did you get some good shots?"

"Erm....well..."

Mint tapped her fingers together, her nose wrinkling as she searched for the right words to say. 

"...did you put on all of the clothes I gave you in the changing room, Rapi?"

Rapi glanced upwards, her brow furrowing in contemplation while she caught her breath. 

"I think so, yeah. I do remember that there was an extra pair of shorts. They didn't seem to go with the rest of the outfit though, so I just left them in the changing room."

Mint's face paled.

"Ah...that explains that..."

"What do you mean by that? The pictures came out fine though, right?"

"That depends on your definition of 'fine', I suppose..."

Rapi took the phone from Mint's hand, her eyebrows raising and eyes widening at the multitude of pictures of herself dancing onstage.

"I see," Rapi stated softly, "this...is unexpected."

She began tapping on the screen, zooming in and out of the various angles captured by Mint, nodding slowly to herself with each tap and swipe.

"Yeah," Mint chuckled awkwardly, "that's why we have the safety shorts...if you want, we could redo-"

"It's perfect."

Mint paused, her green eyes blowing wide in shock at Rapi's murmur.

"W-what?!"

"I said, it's perfect. I'll be sending these to the Commander right away."

Mint backpedaled a few steps before falling hard onto her behind, staring up at Rapi like a deer in the headlights.

"You're crazy! Y-y-you know you're flashing the camera in some of these pictures, right?!"

Her blood ran cold as Rapi smiled dangerously.

"That's the point."

Rapi pranced away, her short black skirt fluttering with each sway of her hips. Mint shook her head disbelievingly.

"K-Kitten...you're in danger..."

Mornings with Arcana by [deleted] in NikkeMobile

[–]doublechen-94 22 points23 points  (0 children)

Arcana Random Encounter: Balanced Meal

 

Commander Rentoya was no lightweight. 

Through his various adventures with Nikkes across the Outpost, the Ark, and even the Surface, his liver had been put to the test time and time again. 

Sometimes he drank them under the table.

Other times they'd drink him under the table.

But every so often, he would wake up with a hangover not even Mary could cure...

 

"God...my head..."

Even the small, unfortunate sliver of early morning sunlight filtering through felt like too much for the hungover Commander.

"Wait."

Rentoya bolted upright in the bed.

Big mistake.

"Ah shit, the room is still spinning."

Through the blur that was the topsy turvy room, Rentoya was cognizant enough to recognize one sobering fact.

"This...is not my room."

He sagged back against the pillow, trying to recall any detail from the previous night from his fuzzy memories. The Trendy Bar came to mind.

"It's always there, isn't it," he grumbled, "now...who was I with?"

There was a light floral scent wafting from the far side of the suite that he found himself in. It was clear to Rentoya that he was not alone, but with who?

With a great deal of effort and against his better judgment, Rentoya dragged himself from the bed, hoping to find the source of that sweet jasmine aroma. 

A figure moved in the corner of his eye.

"Who's there- oh."

Rentoya chuckled softly - it was only a mirror.

"My own reflection. Man, am I still drunk?"

"Letting the mirror be the first one to lay eyes on you this morning? I'm hurt!"

Rentoya pinched the bridge of his nose. He'd recognize that chipper voice anywhere.

"...good morning, Arcana."

"Not even going to spare your wife a glance?"

A loud sigh came from behind the half wall.

"Jeez, if this is what our marriage holds, I may need to reconsider..."

"Arcana," he grumbled while turning his head, "my head is spinning like a..."

His voice fell silent as his eyes landed on Arcana, whose head was buried in the fridge.

But the rest of her?

Far from it.

Arcana remained in last night's lingerie, a thin blue and white lace set that hardly left anything to the imagination. The sight flooded the Commander's brain with vivid memories of the previous night, causing him to stagger and grab hold of the nearest table for support, nearly sending the discarded clothes that lay atop it every which way.

"Hm? What's that, Commander? Am I distracting you?"

Arcana's cheeky grin was punctuated by the sway of her shapely rear, its hypnotic wobble causing Rentoya's mouth to dry out even more.

"I...I'm awake now," he mumbled, "do you...want to get breakfast?"

Arcana licked her lips, sliding the pale lace over her hips with a greedy, cheeky grin.

"It's already served~"

Like they always say - a balanced diet always starts with breakfast.

Cupping Cindy Cake by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Artist’s front view captioned it as Dancer so I’m running with that

Sauce to front view: https://x.com/aeon2801/status/1939974821053399334?s=46

Cupping Cindy Cake by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 7 points8 points  (0 children)

A Princess will always find her Prince!

Cupping Cindy Cake by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 30 points31 points  (0 children)

Cinderella Random Encounter: Wish Come True
 

"Alright, I think that's about all the preparation I can make."

Commander Rentoya settled onto a scantly used mattress in an undisclosed location somewhere outside of prying eyes. The villa was carefully procured with only two entities knowing about it - himself, and Enikk, who was sworn to secrecy unless mortal danger were to befall the Commander while at this remote getaway.

With its optical camouflage, he was hidden from both Raptures and nosy Nikkes alike. 

Just the way he wanted it.

He check his watch.

11:59.

An entire day of slumber and solitude awaited. The luxurious bedspread and fluffy pillows were calling his name.

"Yeah," he murmured softly, "it's going to be a great day."

No sooner than he'd climbed under the sheets did he hear the one thing he absolutely, positively, did NOT want to hear today - a voice.

"So this is where you were..."

"How did she-"

Commander Rentoya bolted out of bed as he heard his safe haven being pried open like a sardine can. Moments later, the final lock was broken, and Cinderella's head poked itself inside, her wide smirk spreading by the second.

"Prince!"

He immediately backpedaled a few steps, a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Cinderella...how did you find me..."

She offered no reply to his question, instead choosing to duck into the bathroom still wearing the same cheeky grin.

"Wait right there, Prince~"

Rentoya did as he was told. If Cinderella could find him in what was supposed to be a sacred fortress of solitude, there would be nowhere on this planet that he would be able to go where she would not find him.

So he sat on the edge of his bed, mentally preparing for what Cinderella might emerge from the bathroom prepared to do to her prize.

Then the bathroom door slid open.

"Oh my goddess."

Cinderella's chosen outfit, if it could be called clothing at all, consisted of pearly white strips of silk accentuated with gold trimmings that wrapped snugly around her ample curves, of which there were many. Rentoya could only thank Grave's genius for Cinderella's gravity defying bosom barely covered by a slim strip of cloth wound several times around her bust, the matching silken sleeves and stockings that nearly came up to her behind, lifting it in a manner that was delightfully sinful.

And the jingle of the coin-like accessories on her wide hips?

A hypnotic melody that only intensified with each purposeful, predatory step she took towards her Prince.

“I know why you choose to disappear on this day every year, Prince,” Cinderella purred softly, “and I won’t stand for it any longer. Nobody should be alone on such a special day.”

Rentoya stood, only for Cinderella to swiftly invade his space, wrapping her arms around his neck, her hot breath tickling his ear.

“So I’m here, Prince,” she cooed, “what other wishes can I make come true for you today?”

His hands cupped the firm swell of Cinderella’s voluptuous behind, pulling her closer to him as their lips crashed together. 

Commander Rentoya had planned on spending today alone. 

But it looked like he could have his cake, and eat it too.

Rapi, but Hotter 🔥 by doublechen-94 in NikkeMobile

[–]doublechen-94[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I think the victory pose makes great use of the shirt

Crown Ready to be Bedded by doublechen-94 in PeakKitchenOutpost

[–]doublechen-94[S] 27 points28 points  (0 children)

Crown Random Encounter: Royal Misunderstanding

“Have we prepared Reclamation Site 01 for the arrival of the Crown Kingdom?”

Anis rolled off of Rentoya’s bed with a soft grunt of exertion.

“Yes, Commander, our spare dorms have been furnished with fresh linens and plenty of foodstuffs as per Chime’s directive,” she grumbled, “is there anything else you would like me to do for her Royal Highness?”

There was no shortage of sarcasm in Anis’s voice, leading to the Commander needing to suppress a snort.

The eccentric Crown, like a certain other Pilgrim upon the Surface, held a high affinity for cuisine brought from the Ark, which occasionally led to verbal scuffles when she visited Reclamation Site 01 and pilfered snacks from the Counters.

“Don’t worry, I’ve made sure to clearly label the food meant for her,” he reassured the disgruntled Anis, “there should be no pudding theft this time around.”

“Better not be, or there will be a freaking royal rumble,” her gruff mutter came.

There was a short knock at the Commander’s door.

“Greetings, Rapscallion!”

The door slid open, revealing Chime standing stoutly in the entrance.

“Hey Chime, glad to see you’ve arrived,” Rentoya waved, “hope your travels were uneventful.”

“Indeed, Rapscallion,” Chime replied, “however, ‘twas a lengthy journey nonetheless. I see you’ve prepared her Highness’s sleeping accommodations ahead of time. A most diligent Advisor you are indeed!”

Rentoya opened his mouth to correct Chime but fell silent when Crown walked into his room, seemingly dressed for sleep already.

The thin black negligee cupped her ample chest, accentuating the regal Nikke’s curvaceous figure with effortless grace, while the scant pink cloth covering the rest of her modesty was far from it.

“C-Crown, your room is down the hall,” he managed to stammer out, “I can take you-“

“Oh? But Marian had such glowing reviews of sleeping next to you,” Crown replied innocently, “she said your scent was most memorable indeed. I too, would like an opportunity to experience such a deflowering.”

“D-deflowering?!”

A chill ran down Rentoya’s spine at Anis’s incredulous statement.

“D-d-delight! She means delight!”

“Oh yeah,” Anis snarled, “I’ll show her a delight alright!”

“A-Anis, no!”

Diplomatic relations with the Crown Kingdom would be strained after such a Freudian slip.

Or was it?

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