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mlm-writer · 9 months

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Tears of Lust (Dick Grayson x M!Reader)

Pairing: Dick Grayson aka Nightwing (YJ ver.) x Demon!Male!Reader Rating: Explicit Words: 3447 POV: Second Summary: If a demon is not majority of their time in hell, they get a rut once a year. You try to keep your human boyfriend out of your ‘weird’ demon things, but Dick has never wanted to be involved more. Note: Writing so many Young Justice fics and I don’t even remember the plot anymore. Should rewatch that some time. Sequel here. Tags: smut, ruts, heavy dacryphilia, we are entering monsterfucker territory, established relationship, super long tongue, anallingus, deep penetration, bit of magic, overstimulation, degradation, slight dumbification (?), maybe a bit humiliation???, breeding, throatfucking, pleasure dom reader, begging, anal fingering, anal fucking, and still sweet I promise, reader is so in looooove

Hell could go fuck itself. The cold of Earth was easy to deal with when you had three blankets wrapped around you. Usually it took that and a thick hoodie to keep you at your preferred temperature, but as your eyes stayed trained on the TV in front of you, sweat gathered on your back. You frowned and removed one of the blankets, only now noticing your leg had been bouncing this whole time. A sigh left you as you saw what time of the year it was again.

You had no time to think about the arrangements you needed to make. You could hear Dick fumble with his keys outside the door. From the way the keys jingled, you could tell he had his hands full of groceries again. You paused the TV with a snap of your fingers and strutted over to the door, blankets around you like a cloak. When you opened the door, you were greeted with the exact sight you were expecting.

Grocery bags hung from Dick’s wrists. You took them all with one hand, the other holding the blankets around you. “Are we hosting a dinner party? Why did you buy so much,” you questioned as you easily carried the bags inside and put them on the kitchen island. You pushed one of the plastic bags open to peer inside, seeing a lot of ice cream inside.

“Because this year, you are spending your rut here with me,” Dick replied in a matter-of-fact tone, like you had already agreed to do that, but you had forgotten. You froze. With a slow breath you turned around to see Dick leisurely taking his shoes off. The idea alone was enough to shorten the time for your rut to arrive.

“Since when do you know about that?” Your words were all carefully picked, spoken slowly with a weight hanging on each of them. When Dick approached you to give you his usual welcome kiss, you took a step back, not allowing him to change the subject.

Dick looked hurt, but his patience seemed to be endless with you. He did not try to get closer and instead walked over to the kitchen island to get started on putting the groceries away. “It is kind of hard not to notice that you have a ‘business trip’ every year around the same time. I did some digging in the Justice League database…” Dick paused, staring at the canned soup in his hand as if it offended him. “Why did you never tell me?” His eyes raised up to meet yours, the look of disappointment no longer directed at the chicken soup, but at you instead.

You swallowed and sat down at one of the barstools, unconsciously picking the one that put some distance between you and your partner. “The ruts just occur because I don’t spend the majority of my time in hell anymore. I know how much you value monogamy, so I just go back and tough it out,” you defended yourself, afraid Dick thought you were secretly fucking people on the side. Now holding a huge bottle of lube, Dick gave you the side eye. You understood immediately that you were not answering his question. “I was afraid you would think it too much. You’ve been dealing with so much. I was afraid another demon thing would be asking too much of you.” You held your head high, owning up to your shortcomings. The fact that Dick had bought all this stuff was enough proof that you had been wrong. “I’m sorry, I should have thought more highly of you.”

Dick sighed, putting down the cup noodles he had just retrieved from one of the plastic bags. “Apology accepted,” he muttered, before looking at you again. He then paused. “But wait, you’re not gonna tell me your rut is dangerous or something? No ‘oh I might lose control and I don’t wanna hurt you’ or something? You’re just going to let me?” You chuckled and shed the blankets, so you could more easily circle the kitchen island to wrap your arms around your lover’s waist.

Dick twisted his head to kiss you and you happily complied. After a short kiss, you started helping Dick with the shopping. “You’ll be fine. I’m centuries old now. I won’t be an unstoppable animal.

The apartment was made rut-proof by Dick and you did not have the heart to tell him that the Justice League database might contain some anti-demon propaganda, because some of the preparations were even beyond your comprehension. Dick had stored away all breakable items. Your cabinets were full of cereal for some reason. What was up with that?

You enjoyed the cold temperature Dick preferred for once as you lounged on the couch with Dick snuggled up beside you. You wanted him ten minutes ago, but he was so cosied up that you felt bad if you were to turn off the TV just to fuck him senseless. You thought you were doing well until Dick spoke up. “You’ve been hard since like five minutes into this episode. When are you carrying me to the bedroom?” He had said it so casually, like he wanted an actual answer like ‘oh around 10pm’ or ‘after this episode ends’. However, you knew better than that. This was your lover’s way of saying ‘take me now’.

You did not even bother turning the TV off. In a flash, you had Dick off the couch and in your arms. With a shadow dash you were in the bedroom in an instant. Dick bounced on the mattress as you threw him onto the bed. There was no room for words as your clothes ripped and you captured Dick’s lips mid-transformation. “Sorry,” you mumbled between filthy kisses, “I can’t maintain my human form during the rut.”

“I know,” Dick replied, hands grabbing at the muscles that tore through the fabrics. He helped rid you of the confines you found yourself in. He reached for your cock, but you grabbed his hand, gathering the other one as well to pin them both above his head. “Holy shit, this is so hot,” he said in a breathy chuckle, his face stretched in an excited smile.

You held his wrists above his head with a single, large hand, while you took his lips between your fangs. You gently toyed with them, before sliding your long, thick tongue into Dick’s mouth. He moaned like a pornstar. You could smell his arousal, his excitement and his precum leaking inside his underwear.

Normally you would play with him more, but not today. You had a hunger that had to be satiated, so you penetrated his throat with your tongue and with a snap of your fingers, got rid of Dick’s clothes. The textiles evaporated like water on the stove and you were pretty sure Dick had no idea you could even do that, but he was too busy deepthroating your tongue to care. You fed him your saliva, thinking he could use the aphrodisiac effects of it to get through the night. When you finally let his mouth go, Dick was gasping for air. He looked happy as he was panting on the bed.

You grabbed his ankles and flipped him over like a pancake. Dick was giggling like a school girl seeing her crush. He followed your lead, allowing you to put a pillow under his hips. Your huge hands could fit a round cheek in each of them as you pulled them apart, revealing Dick’s plugged little hole. “Why does it seem like you’re the one going through a rut?” You scolded him teasingly as you lightly tugged at the plug. You pulled a little bit out, just to push it back in. Dick was humming in reply, loving the nails that were leaving animalistic marks on his bum.

“I am promised a whole couple of days of endless fucking. How can I not be excited?” You gave his butt a light slap as a sort of reprimand, but Dick just seemed to enjoy it. Eventually, you had enough of just watching his hole stretch over the plug and you pulled it out roughly. Dick gasped, the sound dissolving into a cry as your tongue entered his slick hole. Your senses got filled by your lover. His scent was like gasoline on the fire that produced your hormones. His cries, as you swirled your tongue around inside him, were like an open tap above a clogged sink that was already full of lust. His taste… My god, his taste was like the first time you hit the high on drugs and everything feels so good and you feel like you could stay in the moment forever, never wanting to return to normal life.

Little by little, your tongue penetrated him deeper and deeper. Dick was humping the pillow underneath him and letting out small cries of pleasure. You did not know how long it took for Dick to take it all, but by the time you had all 20 inches of your tongue inside him, Dick was desperately humping the pillow and your face. “Feels so good, so good,” he kept muttering, body overtaken by pleasure. He seemed to be unable to think of anything else but his upcoming orgasm. You helped him fuck himself on your tongue, your claws leaving bruises on his ass. When you could feel him on the edge, you pulled him close and started violently wiggling your tongue inside him.

Dick groaned as your tongue milked him through his first orgasm. No amount of twitching and squirming could free him from your grasp. His cum had long stained the pillow, but you did not stop, pressing on all his sensitive spots repeatedly. “Please, baby! Mercy! Please!” None of those words have ever been your safeword, so you kept going.

Dick’s voice reached a crescendo as you kept stimulating him. He was near-screaming when you smelled it, the thing you needed most. You retracted your tongue and climbed over Dick. He fell on the bed like a puppet with its strings cut. You grabbed him by the hair and forced his head up. There they were, glistening on a line from his eyes down his cheeks. You licked the tears off his cheeks, before giving him an appreciative kiss on the lips. “Why?” Dick shuddered, eyes hooded and a quiver in his lips as he struggled with just a single syllable.

You grinned down at him and caressed his pretty face. “I’m disappointed you didn’t study better,” you mockingly cooed at him as you moved. You sat down against the headboard, gently lifting Dick to sit in your lap. “You just read you were gonna get fucked and your dumbwhore brain just turned off, didn’t it?” You whispered as you scooted him forward until his dick was flush against yours. He was fully flaccid, but you did not need him to be hard at all. Dick nodded with his mouth slightly open, arousal painted on his face. You morphed one of your clawed hands into a more human shape, something without any sharp edges. You did not harm Dick as you inserted a single, thick finger inside him. His breath got stuck in his throat and he fell forward against you. You held him cradled against your chest as you thrusted that single finger inside him. “I’ll try to explain in a way my dumb little slut will understand,” you whispered, adoring how he had his hands in fists resting against your chest. “If I spend a rut with a human, the only thing that will satisfy me are tears produced during sex,” you entered another finger, “now most demons would choose some barbaric way to get those, but me… I have you.” You curled your digits, finding Dick’s prostate with ease. Whether it was your hellish nature or due to how well you knew him, you were not sure, but you always found it right when you were looking for it.

Dick writhed against you as you rubbed his prostate relentlessly. “I’m going to make you feel so good, my love,” you promised, “I’m going to melt your brain with pleasure, so all that is left of you when I’m done is a pretty, mindless, little fuckslut.” Your dirty words hurled Dick towards his second orgasm. He was biting his lips until the very end, where a loud moan broke his silence. His limp cock poured his cum over your hard length, but even when that little bit of cum ran out, you held him in place with one hand, while violating his prostate with the other.

Dick wailed in pleasure, but you could tell he was on that border of where too much pleasure was indistinguishable from pain. He gripped your shoulders, blunt nails digging in you as he seemed to hold on for dear life. He raised his head, eyes big and pleading. “Please, please, please,” he cried out. It did not take long for his limp cock to twitch in another attempt at spilling cum over you, but it was too soon and Dick had nothing to give, except the big, juicy tears that started pouring from his eyes. You leaned down, lapping them up as you continued your assault. Dick’s whole body was shaking at your onslaught. “Stop, please!” Dick eventually screamed. That was not the safeword, but you understood he needed a break, so you pulled your fingers out of him, while licking the last of his tears off his face.

Dick leaned against you, still sobbing. You wrapped your arms around him, stroking his back gently. Everytime a tear escaped him, your tongue automatically darted out to lap it up. “Shh, you did well, rest a little,” you cooed. You waited patiently as his breathing slowed, until Dick eventually let his hand wander down to take a good grasp of you. He stroked your cock lazily, spreading his own cum over your length.

You lifted your lover up and turned around, sitting him against the headboard. You stood on the bed, looming over him with your big cock pressed against his cheek. “Ready for more?” You asked with a wolfish grin. Dick responded by taking the head of your cock in his mouth. You let Dick ease into it on his own, watching as he went from sucking the head to licking it all over, eating his own cum off your cock. However, your patience was not endless. You grabbed him by the jaw and let a finger trace along where his head and neck connected. Dick felt the tingle of the spell that temporarily disabled his gag reflex. He understood and his mouth fell open, eyes looking up at you expectantly.

You braced yourself against the wall and leaned forward to shove your cock inside Dick’s mouth as far as it would go. Though he could no longer gag, there were still limits to his human body, so it was simply impossible for him to take you balls deep. Not that it mattered. His throat bulged and you moved back again, gently fucking his throat at first. Dick kept looking up at you with those obedient eyes as if he had accepted his fate as permanent cocksleeve. It was hard to keep the pace gentle. Before you knew it, you were fucking his throat like it was all he was, just a cocksleeve. “Look at you, just taking my cock down your throat like you’re a human fleshlight,” you grunted as you pushed in a little past what you knew was Dick’s usual limit. His eyes watered, but he could not gag. When you pulled out, he gasped for air. While he was panting, you leaned down to lick the tears off his face that had formed.

Then you did it again and again, alternating between degrading Dick while you fucked his throat and letting him breathe while you sated your hunger with his tears. It was so hot, your lover taking it so well. However, you did not want to cum in his mouth or on his face. There was only one place your cum belonged. You pulled out and grabbed his hair, savouring the tears, before you roughly manhandled him onto his back. You bent him in two, knowing how flexible he was. Dick put his feet behind his head, hands on his ass to show you the best view. With a swipe of your thumb over his hole, Dick’s ass started producing slick based on how aroused he was. It was unsurprising that he immediately started leaking like you had already bred him full.

“Such a good, dumb, bitch. Look how fucking horny you are, even after I made you cum 3 times. You’re leaking like a slut.” Dick had no reply, not that he would have been able to say anything while you rammed your cock inside him. The slide was easy, but the stretch was so sudden. You did not start out with gentle thrusts this time, wanting it to hurt a little.

Dick had been prepped, but there was no amount of fingering that made taking your cock not bordering between pain and pleasure. He threw his head back, moaning and whining. “Breed me, please, please, I need to be full, please,” he begged and begged in between your harsh thrusts. The wall got a beating too as the headboard slammed against it and the bed creaked under you. Dick could not stop begging. You were tethering on the edge, but you wanted to see him cum once more.

Dick’s hard member twitched against his stomach. Not a single touch had been required. You grabbed Dick by the back of his head and pressed your foreheads together. “Cum for me, now.”

Dick shook his head as much as he could in your grip. “Together, please,” he begged, tears already forming in the corners of his eyes. You gave him an evil smile that showed your disagreement. “Please, you’ll keep going, I don’t know if I can…”

You cut him off with your free hand that grasped his cock. “I said now,” you growled. He howled as you mercilessly fucking him to orgasm with your hand and cock. You were impressed by the two drops of cum that still managed to come out of his cock. And then, of course, you kept going, fucking him balls deep while you stroked his cock. Dick screamed, his legs coming down, but between your foreheads pressed together and your cock in his ass, he had nowhere to go. He begged, a string of “please” endlessly spilling from his mouth. He writhed. He cried. His tears were delicious, filled with lust, desperation and pleasure.

You could not get enough of it, the flavour consisted of the most exquisite mixture of emotions that you ever tasted. However, you were not untouchable yourself. Dick came again, his ass spasming around your cock and your knot inflated, locking you in as you spilled your seed deep inside Dick. He could feel it, crying out as his walls were even stretched more by the influx of cum. You let go of his cock, watching his belly that clearly showed the outline of your cock inflate a little.

You wrapped his legs around your hips, trying to make him as comfortable as he could be, while waiting for your knot to go down. Meanwhile, you licked the remaining tears off him and stroked his hair. “There you go, so good for me, my love,” you whispered. You pecked his cheek, concerned by how Dick was still shaking and looking like he fought seven planets worth of evil aliens at once. His eyes were still closed, mouth open to catch his breath. “Say something, my love,” you murmured, concerned by his silence.

Dick’s body went slack and he finally opened his eyes to look at you. “Promise me something,” he spoke softly, voice a little hoarse. You nodded and let your hands wander, giving him gentle touches all over to comfort him. “I can’t actually die from too much pleasure, right?”

You tried to hold back your laughter, knowing that too much movement would be really hard on Dick’s ass right now. “Silly boy,” you mused as you leaned down for a loving kiss. Dick could not do much right now, but he still tried to reciprocate. “I would never let anything happen to my special human.”

Dick smiled and nodded. “Good, good…” He clearly wanted to say more, but did not have the energy for it. You did not press; he needed his energy for later.

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ripperdoc-is-daddy · 2 years

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Boys Night Out Pt. 2

You've told the men you can handle all three of them, but can you really? Teaser Pt. 1 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

TW: S3xually explicit, S3xually suggestive, Drug use, Profanity, Mention of bodily fluids, Power Play, Overstimulation, Crass Behavior, Alcohol mentions, Polyam, Choking, All the holes are used, Bathing, Texting without permission, Blk Reader, Digital and Penile penetration, Cunnilingus, Anallingus, Fingering, Restraint, Mild Possession, Both S3xual and non S3xual intimacy, Mentions of nudity, Reader is female, Graphic descriptions, Modern AU, EROTICA Written 50/50 with @animupiglett 100% could not have done it without them. <3

Tengen blinked to himself, dumbfounded. It took a couple seconds for his brain to catch up. Had this woman just said what he thought she said? He eyed her up and down, mulling her actions in his head. She was bold. That was for sure. The red lipstick on him is a testament to that. Her challenge to him definitely wasn't going to go unaddressed. Alright, she wants to play hardball and try to take all three of them on at once? Then who was he to deny her? This was the first time Tengen felt ANY kind of intimidation from a woman, albeit a faint feeling. She would eat those words and regret them once they were done. He would make sure of it.

A dangerous smirk appears on his face as he looks into your eyes. "You sure you are up for it? This is your last chance to back out," he asked, voice intimidatingly low. You were shaken; your intimidation factor barely fazed him. It didn't matter. You knew what you wanted, and you were in this and HAD to follow through or look like a dumbass. You nodded your head confidently, and he shrugged, "Alright, don't say I didn't warn you. When this is all over, just remember you asked for it. No, demanded it."

Tengen scoots his chair back and stands up. Looking down at you one last time with a feral gleam in his eyes. He turned on his heels and strode back to the boys' table. "Alright! Good news. I didn't strike out, as you can clearly tell. No need to congratulate me. We knew this would happen." He sits down in his chair and steals Sanemi's drink. Takes a few sips just to piss the man off before setting it back and continuing. "There is a catch, though. She seems to think she can handle all three of us at once. I told her it would be a tough order, but she insisted she could handle it. Something about "Stupid games deserve stupid prizes." He paused to stretch and steal a sip out of Kyōjurō's drink, then resumed. "Now, I have no problem with this arrangement. I'm just worried one of the two of you won't be able to keep up. I understand if this seems like a bit much." He stares at Kyō for a tic. "I mean, it's a bit above just a phone number, but I think we can handle it and knock her down a peg or two. So, what do you two idiots think?"

Tengen picks at some non-existent dirt underneath his fingernails. Waiting to see if his bait would be taken. With a blood color dusting his face, matching the red mask he wore, Kyōjurō looks up from his phone and sputters at the thought. "Sh-She wants… all of us? Like in one room? Together?" He glances at Sanemi, smiling at his younger friend as if he were a child. "I mean... I've had sex before, but… Never with two other guys! It's always been two or three other girls and me. How is that even supposed to work, Tengen? What the FUCK did you do?! What did you say?!" He puts his phone on Do Not Disturb, thoroughly entranced by the whole conversation. "Sanemi... have you ever? …" He gestures lewdly with his hands as the white-haired man continues to stifle a laugh at his inexperience.

Kyōjurō whispers frantically, "AND WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SMILING?! What is HAPPENING right now???" Sanemi placed a firm hand on Kyōjurō's shoulder; He was trying so hard not to laugh. Kyōjurō's reaction was too good. It almost made up for the bougie jackass, Tengen, stealing some of his drink. "Wait, you regularly have moresomes, and you can't figure out how it works with multiple men and one woman?" Tenge said as his eyes narrowed in suspicion. Kyōjurō was the baby of their group. They tended to handle him with kid gloves, but there was no way he could not have put things together on how this would work.

Sighing but still highly amused, Sanemi checks in with Tengen to see if he would tell him. That ass was just watching, amused, stealing more sips of his drink! Sanemi fought back a growl and then shook his head. "Look, Kyōjurō, when three men and one very hot woman like each other, they sometimes get very close and intimate with each other..." He started, barely able to contain his mirth. He ignored the look of annoyance crossing the blonde's features and continued, "So when that happens, there is usually a...." He trails off, trying to think of how to say it. He is interrupted by their other amused companion, "Spit roast. Some double pen. Either hole. Maybe two in one if she is relaxed enough. Just do the math, Kyō, three holes. Three men."

Sanemi lost his composure at that and doubled over laughing. The hand on their confused friend's shoulder slapped him repeatedly as he cackled. "I was trying to ease him into it, you jackass! Clearly, he doesn't have experience with these kinds of things."

Tengen rolled his eyes. "Whatever, your explanation would take too long, and I'd leave without the two of you. Take off the kid gloves already. Sanemi and I have been there and done that. Now you are being added to the equation." The flashy, iced-out man spoke matter-of-factly. Kyōjurō was embarrassed, but he couldn't do anything but ask as he watched the two, who seemingly always hate each other, laugh joyfully as they hugged. He looked down, flitting his eyes left and right, "I want to do it... I have never been scared of pussy... It's just...." He groans, then smacks the palm of his hand to his forehead, slowly dragging his hand down. The two other men waited with tears, hoping he would ask the question they knew he would, biting their bottom lips and giggling.

Kyōjurō could see Sanemi's chest vibrating with laughter as he slapped Tengen's shoulder further. The youngling swallowed his pride and opened his mouth "...Wh...What is.... a spit roast... and... double pen?" Tengen audibly giggles, then sucked it back in as Sanemi shushes him, "And... How can you.... do Two in.... one hole... COME ON! STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!" His face flushed out with embarrassment. "I just... What if I'm not... Big enough? I've seen both of yours... Y'all have never seen mine, and I don't want you to laugh at me, you fucking... assholes." Tengen could no longer contain himself. He just let go and laughed maniacally. "He just! He actually! Oh, oh, this is too good. I-I can't even. This is all you 'nemi. I'll keep our lovely lady entertained while you explain the birds and the bees to Junior." He picked himself up and wandered back over to your table, never stopping his laughing. Sanemi watched the skyscraper of a man leave with venom in his eyes. Shaking his head and taking a sharp breath, he began speaking to Kyō in a very measured tone.

"A spit roast is when there is one in front and one in the back. The double pen is... Do I really need to explain how two dicks penetrate one hole or that you have one in her ass and one in her coochie? Ugh. Tengen can show you once we get to it. He'll probably take some sort of sadistic pleasure in guiding you." Sanemi rests his head on the table and sighs. "I am sure your dick is enough. Just don't compare yourself to that arrogant asshole. Genetics gave him the physical appeal, but his personality has always been lacking." The scarred man brought his head up and finished off his drink. "Are you sure you are up to this? Like it was said, the two of us," he gestures to himself and Tengen, who is currently chatting with you and getting handsy. Sanemi's eyes narrow into slits. "Have already been in this situation a few times together. Don't feel pressured into something if you aren't okay with being with all of us in one room." Kyōjurō exhaled; his face was not as red as previously. He felt a wash of comfort after Sanemi takes his inquiry seriously.

He always liked going to Sanemi about his "dumb" questions over Tengen, and it was apparent why. He looked over at you, totally ignoring Tengen and hyping himself up in his head. "Just focus on her, and you'll be good, Kyō." He also wondered if you'd understand but didn't want to embarrass himself. He turned to Sanemi after admiring your beautiful features, "I'm good, thanks. Now that I know a little about what's to be done, I think we can make it work. The question is... Where do we do this? As exciting as it sounds to do it in this bar like Tengen is obviously trying to coax her into doing..." He rolled his eyes, "I think a more relaxed setting works better. We could do it at my place? You just have to promise you won't move anything out of place... You know how I get Nemi." The older, scarred man nods and pats his friend on the back.

"Yeah, if you are okay with using your place and she is too, then we can go back there. No promises on shit not being moved. I can't speak for her or Tengen. He might move shit just to be a bastard." He frowns, not putting it past Tengen but also knowing that the other man wasn't malicious, so he probably would end up moving something by accident with his massive muscles and then apologizing. 'Nemi scrunched up his face as another thought came to him, "He might break your furniture if he decides not to hold back. Had to replace a bed that way." He groaned, purposely not saying whose bed was broken in the process.

Shrugging, he lightly kicks Kyō under the table. "Look alive. Point of no return approaching." Sanemi stands up and dusts himself off to ensure he looks presentable again. He moves towards the bar to close their tabs and give his buddy some breathing room. This would have been intimidating if this had just been Tengen's idea, but it had been yours. That was a whole Mt. Everest and a half pill for Kyō to swallow if their conversation indicated anything.

Pulling out his phone, he shot a quick message to their group chat.

Don't be an asshole - Salt Bae.

It was short, and the intended recipient would understand, while the other would know he worried about his emotional wellbeing. His phone chirped, and he read the response,

Of course not. I have complete confidence in Flame Daddy's ability to perform. I'm going to enjoy the show. -Peacock

Sanemi chuckled and felt a sense of relief that for all his bravado and bullshit, Tengen was still concerned about their friend's worries. It was hard to remember that at times since he made being an asshole part of his personality. Tengen had his moments, but when the going got rough, he would always be there for them.

Tipping the barkeep and putting away his phone, Sanemi joined you and Tengen at your table, leaving Kyōjurō, the last member, to join when he felt ready. The gruff man felt the other was planning on being the DD the whole time, which is why he had only taken sips off their glasses. Another instance of him appearing to be an inconsiderate jerk but really being a thoughtful and caring friend. Sanemi was looking forward to seeing how the night would proceed. Insecurities aside, he was still wound up from his earlier conversation with you and couldn't wait to take you up on your challenge. He had plans for that smart mouth of yours. He was pretty sure it had just written a check your ass couldn't cash and, quite literally, was not going to be able to handle. Kyōjurō downs the rest of his drink and takes a corner of the edible he had in his pocket that he was saving for later. He often used them to focus on writing out or studying blueprints, resulting in magnificent results, and to dispel his anxiety when it arose. You catch him in the act and pat Tengen's arm, signaling him to let go, then saunter over to Kyōjurō, smiling kindly. You'd realized that throughout the group dynamic, he was the youngest and kinder individual.

He was forward but respected women. You also knew the tell-tale signs of anxiety yourself when you saw it. "Kyō? You okay?" His cheeks dust pink as he looks down at you, slightly embarrassed, thinking you'd think less of him now that he was caught. Tengen had a shit-eating grin on his face as he watched. You notice the look and scowl, then turn back to Kyōjurō, "Don't be shy, Kyō. I really do like you all. It's not just some power stance; I just can't choose. So be you! I'll like you either way! If it makes you feel better, I'm only 21!" Kyōjurō exhales in relief, "I'm 21 too. Sanemi is 23, then you got the big guy at 24. It should've been mentioned earlier! That coulda been really bad!" You and Kyō share a laugh, "See? I love dark humor. Do you think I could have a piece too?" You asked sweetly, gesturing at the edible he held. You were riddled with worry and anxiety about the events that were going to take place. "Here... Say 'ahh,'" Kyōjurō says, prompting you to open your mouth. He puts the edible to your lips, and you take a slow, sexual bite. He smiles as he looks down at you chipperly. His sultry voice didn't match his face as he smiled and said, "Good girl..." You blush immediately. You knew he probably didn't mean harm but... shit~

Sanemi smiles at his younger friends' newfound comfort around you. It was a good sign that you were checking in on him. Sex was a selfish act in and of itself, but the fact that you cared enough to ensure the youngest member of their trio was okay made him happy. And made you all that much sexier in his eyes. Looking over at Tengen, he saw agreement in the other man's eyes. It's one thing for them to rib Kyō; it's another for someone from outside their group to do so. The pair watched the two of you take your edibles and ease your anxieties for a bit. Tengen cleared his throat loudly and jingled the keys standing up with Sanemi, saying it was time to go.

The blush deepened across your bistre-colored skin. At this point, your whole body was just a rosy brown. You stood up, took one of Kyōjurō's hands, and coaxed him out of his chair. The two of you walked over to the others weaving your hand onto his forearm. Tengen was cheesing while Sanemi's face was slightly unreadable. The hunger in his fuchsia eyes was the only indication you had that he was anything other than neutral. That was unmistakable. You felt Tengen grab your other hand and wrap it similarly around Sanemi's arm, then wrap his big arms around all three of you. "Tonight, is gonna be fun!" He gloats. He was looking forward to stuffing you while watching you choke on one of them and getting reamed by the other. The three of them will make you eat your words thoroughly and pleasurably.

As you sat in the back of Tengen's 2021 Jeep Wagoneer with Kyōjurō, you started to loosen up a bit. The edible had finally started to kick in when you were a few minutes away from the house. You were absolutely ravenous with lust, and Kyōjurō knew it. The once forward, smiling, and enthusiastic man was sitting silently, looking out the window, making subtle moves trying to set you off. He was slowly rubbing the inside of your thigh. It felt so good. You could swear you felt the print of his fingers touching every cell of your skin as you whimpered silently. You hear a calm voice slip past his lips, "Almost there, sweetie." You nod. His sudden understanding aroused you as Sanemi and Tengen sit in the front seat, confused at his sudden mumble, unaware of what was happening. When you arrive at the house, Kyōjurō decides to be a gentleman and open your door. He kept his eyes ahead; they were half-lidded, and his signature smile wiped from his face as he fiddled with his phone. As you all walked up to his front door, he seriously turned around and glared at the two men, who seemed familiar with this side of Kyōjurō and didn't tease him. "Once we get in here, do not touch anything, please. That means you too, little lady. I have serious OCD, so please take your shoes off at the door."

You smile and nod awkwardly. That edible was strong. You were very self-aware, but everything just felt SO good. Even the night air had the potential to get you off. The group takes off their shoes, and Kyōjurō shows You and Sanemi around as you compliment his house and do your best not to touch anything. Tengen makes himself at home since he'd been to his house numerous times and even designed the interior for him. Kyō showed you to his room and then looked at Tengen. His voice mellow, "If you break my fucking bed, I'll break your arm." The flame head said to Tengen, who then chortles; he loved "high Kyō." His asshole demeanor was almost on par with his own when his friend got like that. You stop at the door and look in the room. Tengen undressed gracefully as if no one was watching, Sanemi undid the buttons on his shirt slowly as he looked at you, and Kyōjurō took his shirt off as well. They were all beautifully built, husky men, but Tengen took the cake. The man was an Adonis. You stand at the door contemplating your life decisions, remembering the spectacle you put on at the bar, trembling and regretting it with the more skin you saw. Soon they were all in their boxers. Tengen looks at you and says, "Are you ready to eat your words?"

You grow flustered and roll your eyes, "I will admit, seeing all of you like this is intimidating. I think I'll be okay, though." You squeaked sheepishly. Tengen chortles, "Yeah. We'll see about that." Sanemi smiles sadistically, "I'm actually with Tengen on this one. You won't last an hour." Kyōjurō grabs your hand and pulls you into the room, "We won't be ready until you are." You look around; all of them were waiting for you to strip. You feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you undo the rest of the buttons at the top of your dress. Tengen never breaks his gaze, Sanemi looks over his nose, grinning, and Kyōjurō turns his head. You felt less nervous as you looked at Kyōjurō, then Tengen grabbed your attention, "No. Don't look at him. He's the sweetheart. Look at Sanemi and me."

You take a deep breath and look at Tengen ferociously, he's the one you wanted most, and he knew it. Your confidence wanes the longer he stares. "I need help with the back," you coo quietly. Sanemi comes over and stands behind you. "Any rules you want before we ruin you?" he whispers gruffly. Your heart dropped, but you decided since you started strong, you wanted the whole experience. "No," you whisper as Sanemi pulls your zipper down and takes your dress off your shoulders. He starts to kiss your neck; like you said before, the man knew his hot spots. Your legs tremble immediately when he gets to the space between your neck and jaw line and bites down.

You moan loudly, and he laughs, "Did I say an hour? I meant 10 minutes." Suddenly the neutral party turned animalistic with lust. You slowly pull your dress down around your ankles and cover your stomach. Your lace bra and boy shorts had every pair of eyes on you. Sanemi ogles your ass from behind and smiles, "Aren't you precious?" He asks as he grabs a handful, and you moan. Tengen butts in again, "Come on, 'Nemi, let the baby boy get some action!" He says playfully, "look at him over there. He was nice enough to let the lady undress 'privately' let's just give him first dibs like we did at the bar! Kyō 'll back off once he gets a boner," he teases. "And anyway, we're all in our underwear now. It's your turn to go first and undress." You blush red as Sanemi walks around in front to enjoy the show, and Kyōjurō side-eyes you this time. His edibles were in full effect, and he was starting to feel more impure. When you take your bra off, your breasts bounce in circles. The whole room makes an audible moan, and three bulges rise. You blush as your confidence increases, being able to make three men so horny.

You had Kyōjurō's full attention; his eyes were fixated on your panties. He could see a trail of your slick coming from your thighs, and Tengen turned red with happiness, "Would you look at that... Mmm." The fuchsia-eyed man cooed. Kyōjurō walks toward you slowly, his fiery eyes locked on you. You'd never felt such intimidation or anticipation. He was towering over you as he stood before you, looking down; the tip of his nose touched yours as his eyes paralyzed you. He gently grabbed your jaw, "Take them off." You smile, pleasantly terrified and aroused at his sudden change in attitude. "Take what off~" you taunt playfully. Kyōjurō scowls, "You know what I want. Now drop them. Right. Fucking. Now. I'm normally really nice, but you're pushing it, baby. Drop them. I won't ask again."

A sudden gush comes from your legs as you shiver, "Make me~" you whisper seductively. Tengen chuckles. He loved how much fun you had from causing mischief, like him. Sanemi's smile grows dark, "Mmmm, so she's a brat? Good find, Tengen. I'll have fun punishing our little princess here." He says playfully. Kyōjurō was much less vocal. Sliding his fingers into the front of your boy shorts and pulled them down as you watched him get on his knee to pull them around your ankles. You yelp as he stands up, grabs your wrist and then throws you on the bed.

You can hear Tengen and Sanemi instigating the encounter from the other side of the room. The two older men relish Kyōjurō's boldness as he spreads your legs and looks over your sopping wet entrance. You tremble and try to reason with the sweetheart, "Please. It's...R-Really sensitive. It's been a while." Kyōjurō didn't care; he put his index finger to your clit and swirled as you moaned loudly and warmth built into the pit of your stomach as your cunt dripped from a simple touch. "Fuck, she's a messy one, guys. You told me to make you, right? You might want to hold onto something." He says teasingly.

You flushed red as you looked over and saw the other two men smiling, palming their selves, "Get her warmed up for us, yeah?" Sanemi heckles. Kyōjurō sticks his tongue into your folds and flattens it before slowly licking upward, "Mmm, fuck!" You moan as he starts swirling his tongue around the hood of your clit; you pull on the sheets, lamenting loudly. It'd been a while since you'd properly been eaten out, and Kyōjurō was a fucking pro. He licked and sucked on your clit like ice cream melting in the sun. He flits his tongue back and forth as you shake violently and scream. Kyōjurō hums jubilantly as he takes two fingers and starts to stretch you out, quickly tickling that sweet spot of yours. "Fuck... FUCK!!" You moan as he presses his fingers deeper into your sweet spot and massages. "Give it to me, baby... you know you want to." He coaxed. He felt your walls clenching around his fingers and hummed, "Let's get that first one out for you."

WHO WAS THIS?! This was not the man you met at the bar! Your back arched violently as you creamed on his fingers, and he licked up every drop, slurping loudly as he moaned... Couldn't have you messing up his sheets. Kyōjurō lapped you up viciously as he rubbed his cock against the bed. He milked two more sweet releases out of you, giving Tengen, Sanemi, and himself enough time to dispel and recover from their first orgasm so they could go longer.

You.

Were.

Fucked.

After Kyōjurō got up from his knees and looked at you, you were a quaking fucked out mess. Ready for penetration just like he wanted. Then he turned back to his friends, "You guys ready?" He asked as he licked his lips, your cum dripping from his chin. The two men's mouths were wide open, then Tengen started to chuckle, "you said you like eating pussy, but damn Kyō! You didn't say you were starving." Kyōjurō blushed and rubbed the nape of his neck, "I couldn't... Stop. Sorry." You laid back, breathing heavily as you tried to recover. Kyōjurō moved away and let Sanemi take his place in-between your legs. "You got any lube?" He asked, looking at Kyō expectantly. His friend frowns and shakes his head no. "Pussy is self-lubricating," he shyly responds, eyes darting down to the floor. Tengen frowns, facepalms, and rolls off the bed, hastily putting on his pants before darting out the bedroom door.

Sanemi points back and forth between the bed and the door with a questioning look on his face, Kyōjurō shrugs, and you just lay there confused. The three of you heard the door open and close twice, and Tengen returned. In his hands are one regular-sized container of the lube and one THC-infused lube. "Both are water-based, so your sheets won't get stained. Much like the interior of the Jeep." Tengen chimes in happily. Tossing them both on the bed next to you while stripping, then falling back on the bed, kissing your neck, and getting your riled up. Kyōjurō looks over, confused and intrigued; what exactly did they need lube for? He wanted to ask out loud but opted not to since he was going to find out either way. Sanemi grabbed for the THC lube and chuckled darkly. "I already know you are 420 friendly, but just to be on the safe side, is this okay? and is this okay?" He said as he tapped at the bottle in his hand, then rubbed a finger over the tight ring of muscle nestled between your thick, sweet cheeks. You nodded yes, and spread yourself open to him, "Both are fine."

"Ooooo. This will be fun." Tengen purrs into your ear as he bites your lobe before sitting up and leaning over you. Extremely close. He licks at your lips and begins nibbling. Asking you for entrance at the same time that the other person begins probing at your sphincter. You vaguely remembered it was Sanemi, but it was damn hard focusing on his prep work while you had Tengen's tongue dancing in your mouth. The scruffy man was happy his vain counterpart was providing a distraction. You had taken the first finger well, the second finger had you tensing up, but thanks to the "God of festivals," you were too busy enjoying his tongue, that was fucking your mouth, to keep clenched for long. Kyōjurō watched in amazement at how well the two worked together, then he connected the dots, "You've done this before?!" he queries as Sanemi chuckles. He slowly began working his fingers again after you released them from the vice grip your ring had him in. Tengen stops kissing and glances at Kyōjurō, "Duh." You whimpered at the loss of Tengen's lips. "Mmm, you like that, huh? I can always do better," He says as you both start kissing more intimately.

Sanemi took a deep breath as he pulled his fingers out of you and generously applied more lube to them and to your sphincter. A bit excessive, but he wanted to be 100% sure you were prepped as much as possible. Thanks to the THC, you were relaxing much faster than expected. Then went back in one finger at a time. Stretching slowly until he could add in his third finger. Spreading and massaging at your hole, silently praying that you would be able to take him fully. He was a thick mother fucker, and he was well aware of it. Removing his fingers, he grabbed at the lube bottle one more time. Your kitten mewls making him harder. Pre-cum leaking from his slit. Kyōjurō tosses him a condom reading his mind.

Sanemi puts on the condom and hastily puts on a liberal amount of lube to himself, then looks at Tengen to ensure you are ready. Tengen chuckles deeply and points you over to look at Sanemi, who has the Cheshire Cat grin on his face. This man was about to devour your ass with his dick. He rubs his tip against you and tilts his head, asking silent permission. The poking alone felt sensitive enough to make you moan, "Go for it. I can take it." You respond cockily and lustily. Now it was Kyōjurō's turn to chuckle. Oh, you had done it now. He and Tengen knew of the mistake you had just made. You were looking at him like the cat that caught the canary.

Sanemi doesn't even respond to you. Instead, he makes you swallow those words as he slowly pushes past your muscled ring and enters you, sparks fly as you're penetrated, and you scream in pleasure. It's all one long, robust and exhausting stroke. He wasn't trying to break you or tear anything but enjoyed the sound of your squealing. Once he felt fully set to the hilt, he whistled and nodded. "You took me decently well. Looks like you didn't have to eat those words. But now you will." He pulls out and begins thrusting into you before you can say another smart-assed comment. Grabbing your hips for leverage, his pace is low and slow. An occasional roll of his hips has you moaning incoherently. Kyōjurō and Tengen are stroking themselves languidly in time with each slap of Sanemi's balls against your bum. You may have been the cat that caught the canary, but he was the coyote that caught the cat. You were not gonna get through this with your sanity intact.

It doesn't take long for the weed to start making you more sensitive. Sanemi didn't have the same effect since he hadn't ingested it. It was topical, so for him, it was a pleasant tingly sensation that shot through the nerves of your puckering ring. You were on cloud 9, and you were still climbing. Ohhh boy, were you climbing. The only noises were your pleasured moans, which strained with each stroke from Sanemi. He grunts as the two of you are bumping and grindin'.

You were so lost in the sensations of him drilling into you that you cum again without warning. Clutching Sanemi tightly, you let out a guttural moan, which in turn causes him to let loose, then spills inside the condom, groaning in pleasure. One hand releases your hip and slaps you hard on the ass. You go to yelp and are smothered with a hot, furious kiss from the man. With your tongues intertwined, you continue to moan into his mouth as he comes down from his orgasm. Instead of the usual letdown, getting off seems to have only amped this man up. Luckily for you, he is soft when he pulls out, so you don't have to worry about him going in for seconds. That was until you remember there is still a third member of this group. You were already fucked out and couldn't even fight it. The THC lube wasn't helping with the edible you took either. You were over the moon, salivating and panting as Kyōjurō twisted one pert nipple and sucked on the other. It felt unreal. Tengen chuckled as he put his cock to your lips. "Ready, Honey Suckle? This is the fun part." Confidently you nodded, whimpering, "~More, please. More~" All eyes widened.

Sanemi kissed your clit, sucking on it lightly. Kyōjurō shoots a glare at him, "That's mine." Sanemi backs off and throws his hands up, "You got it, baby boy." The THC lube left you so sensitive; Kyōjurō quickly comes in and slurps up your sweet nectar, plunging his fingers into your cunt as you scream loudly, unable to take the continued stimulation, and reaching down to pull Kyojuro's hair. Tengen pins your hands to the bed and watches you writhe as Sanemi eases three of his fingers into your ring of muscle, keeping you stretched out for the night's main event. All the guttural screaming was making Tengen smile. "That's a beautiful musical score you're making, princess. I have something that might soothe you. Open your pretty little mouth." You look up at him, making direct eye contact. You fix your lips and whimper out, "Yes, daddy." This makes Kyō and Sanemi chuckle as they tend your holes. Tengen flushes with excitement, "Aren't you needy!?" He asks playfully. Kyōjurō chimes in, his sound muffled as he says, "She's a very good girl..."

Sanemi's tickler on his tongue ring rubbed your sensitive hole. You cry in pleasure from the praise and stimulation as Kyōjurō takes his hand and stimulates your nipple while Sanemi does the other. You needed more; you needed to feel full. You desperately lick the tip of Tengen's throbbing cock, gladly sucking up his precum. He was patient, and you wanted to please him for it. "You ready?" You moan fervently as you slowly suck the tip, then back off. Tengen lets out a happy hum as he nods his head. You position yourself, "Fuck my throat, please, Tengen," You say as you open up and lean your head back. The white-haired man was shocked at how well you were taking the other two men, even though you'd already eaten and swallowed your own words from earlier. Your behavior was out of character; you felt like a Succubus and loved it. Tengen slowly inserted himself past your warm lips gently to not hurt you. Your jaw almost locked at his size as you suckled and moaned, salivating on him pleasurably as he started to pick up speed. You cum again when Sanemi takes his hand from your nipple and puts a finger into your second hole. You were stimulated to the hilt. Tengen kept a steady pace in your throat; your moan became shaky as you gagged. His pulsing tip rubs against softness in the back of your throat; a wet squelch can be heard as you gag. Each time you do, you leak wetness, and Kyojuro is quick to lap you up. Tengen's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he held his head back. "Fuck~ You take me so well," Tengen says as he shot thick, heavy amounts of cum in your throat.

He pulls out slowly and moans as you swallow it all. "Ohh~ You little minx," Tengen moans. What happens next almost startles Sanemi. You gush all over his face, nearly drowning him. He knew that was his cue to stop his ministrations. You wanted more. This was teasing at its finest for you. You wanted the real thing again. "Please. Please more!" You cry as Sanemi and Kyōjurō exhale in disbelief. Tengen puts his hands on their shoulders, "I think it's time for a break! You could use it, especially for what we have planned for you next. We need you very relaxed." He says sultrily. Kyōjurō nods, "I'll get her bath ready." He goes into the bathroom and gets his luxury Jacuzzi tub started. While you waited to be taken to your bath, Sanemi stepped out into Kyōjurō’s fenced backyard for air. Tengen lay down next to you and watched as you shook in what he could only assume was pure pleasure. "I want you. Please..." You begged as you rubbed Tengen's face. He turned pink due to your gentle touch, leaned in, and started kissing you deeply. "You like my lips?" He asks as he plunges his fingers into you, satiating you, and humming as you moan into his mouth. You loved the way his fingers felt in you; he was your first choice, after all. You put your mouth to his ear and ululate his name in pleasure. After you cum on his fingers, he picks you up, carries you to the bathroom, and places you in the tub then left. As you lay there, fucked out, you start to think that you'd made a grave mistake. You grab your phone from the arm of the tub and text your friends Kocho and Mitsuri, telling them about what happened at the bar:

Heyyyyy GURRLLSSS!

Helloo, My Sweet. Everything good?

Hi Lovely lady!!!

You won't believe where I am….

Where >.>

Tell Ussss <3<3_

I'm at this guy's house. I met him at the barrrr

Oh, which bar?

The one near that one club.

Ohhh, 7-Minute Lounge?

Yeeehhh... Well… He had frienddsss annddddd

You didn't…

I did… I very much did.

How many friends???

Ohh… 1…2…Maybe 3 guys total.

Oooooo they must be hot <3<3

Sweetie, why did you leave the bar with 3 men?! You down bad?

Not anymo~re. (\O_O)/)**

Are you okay?

I had a bit of an edible… and maybe some THC lube :3

…THC Lube? There's only 1 person I know in this area that buys that illegal shit. They don't sell THC lube here. So where the fuck?

Well, the guy had it in his car.

Ohhhhh NOOOO. WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE?!

Hold on... I took a pic of em when they came in….

Are you gonna send it??? Are you okay?

I think she's in a loving embrace right now...

Srry, I drifted off… Here ya go. 3rd guy ain't in it

OH MY FUCK—

Ohhhhh…. Kyooo-chann, noooo

Huh? Yal kno dem? What's wrong???

YOU NEED TO GO HOME

I can't believe big bro is there.

What tf ? Why?

WHO'S THE 3RD GUYYY?!!!

Does he have white hair? <3

SCARS?!

Shinobu calm dwn. Your blowing my high

YOU'RE HIG—WHERE ARE YOU?!

I cnt remember rite nw

Ohhh Ladyyy…

THE. THIRD. GUY.

Uhhhh Sannnn?

FUCKKKKK! DROP YOUR LOCATION!!!

OH! Sana-chan is there? You need to go home. Like now.

You guyysss… I'm having fun. They even ran me a bath :3

-Shinobu has left the group chat-

Bitch

She'll be back, she's just freaking out.

-Shinobu has rejoined the chat-

You need… to send me …. Your location YOU DUMB. ASS. BITCH

I don't like your tone :/

FUCKING… Fine. Get pummeled I don't care.

Pummled??

Yeah, Tengen and Sanemi have been known to rearrange organs. I should know ;3 You need to leave.

?????????

Just let her die.

There was this one time, this girl in my class decided to fuck themmm and she came back in a wheelchair. Something about a broken bed? IDR but yah. You should defff leave.

Oh~… I think it's too late #HighBlown

Your Location. PLEASE.

Hello????

You there sweetie?

PLEASE SEND YOUR LOCATION

Tengen walks in, "Feeling better?" he trills as you nod your head, get out of the tub, and set your phone on the bathroom counter. "Good, bring your ass here, then," Tengen says as he watches you get out of the tub. He wraps his arms around you, kissing you passionately before you leave the bathroom. He notices your phone blowing up on the counter. He turns back to you, smacks your ass, and tells you to not wait up for him while he uses the bathroom. He takes your phone and texts the girls back,

Soorryyyy She's Busy (^3^) Try again in 3 days.

TENGEN. I KNOW ITS YOU, YOU'RE THE ONLY PERSON THAT USES THAT DUMBASS FACE!

Idk what you mean (-- 3 --)

WHERE ARE YOU

Hi Tengen!

Hey Mitsuri! <3

TENGEENNNUUUHHHHHH

Koooochooooouuaaaaaaaahhhh

When Am I Gonna Get An Invite To Guy's Night? <3

MITSURI SHUT UP.

Look, she's fine. We're not gonna hurt her, so calm your tits

DID SHE GIVE YOU PERMISSION????!

We're not animals. Your friend isn't as wholesome as you think... Yes, we have full consent.

NO, YOU ARE AN ANIMAL THOUUGHHHH

Hmmm, Idk I think I really like her.

????????????????

I like her, really!

What ABOUT ME?!

Ugh Mitsuri -_- Shut up.

-Mitsu has left the chat-

((^_^) Byeeee, I'm gonna go play with my new girlfriend.

At. LEAST tell me where you AREEE.

Sure, we’re…...no.

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