The following lemon is for the story Sburb Update Patch ch 17.
Furlok and Brendon kissed each other heatedly, both trying to take control of the kiss and indeed the situation, as their making out seamlessly became a grappling as they both tried to claim the top position. Soon Brendon had Furlok on her back, aggressively getting her pants off of her and groping her shapely ass. It was his attention to her lovely rump that lost him his control, as it served as a distraction, letting Furlok roll the two of them over.
Now straddling Brendon, Furlok smacked her lover hard across the face. In response, he spat at her and reached up to once again try and take control. Furlok struck him again, feeling his member twitch in excitement beneath her when she did, holding his arms above his head and letting her tongue lick her lips, brushing the saliva Brendon had spat at her. She would be in control of this one
She used her Brushware set to cut his clothes off of him. She didn't care how much grist it had taken to make them, she'd been waiting almost a week now and she wasn't waking any longer; he could fix them when they were done. His member immediately sprung up once freed of its clothing, slapping between Furlok's asscheeks. Furlok shuddered in excitement, pushing herself forward to straddle his face as she reached back behind her, gripping and stroking his length as his tongue worked into her pussy.
The human moaned softly against the teal blooded troll's pussy as she stroked him, her strong hands working skillfully along his length as his tongue worked equally skillfully within her wet, excited folds. She moaned, bucking her hips against his face for more, stroking him faster when he was going as she wanted and gripping painfully tight whenever he slowed to try and tease her.
Soon both of them were getting closer, Brendon unable to reach his limit as Furlok's grip on his cock tightened up once again. He complied and licked harder, faster, and deeper inside of her so she'd let up. But she didn't, just trying to get off without letting him. Brendon realized this too late and groaned as he was drenched in her juices. She smirked down at him as she pushed herself back, letting go of his member as she lined it up between her cheeks.
A shiver of excitement went through Brendon as he felt his tip pressing against her tight hole. "Won't that be worse on you without lubing it up with more than just pre?" Brendon questioned as Furlok started to lower herself. She snorted, "As if you fucking care. Go as hard as you want." She shifted into futa form as she began to ride him, stroking herself as she did, "You'll get it even harder after~"
Java laid on the bed in the consort inn she'd paid for, trying for the third time in a row to get herself off and relieve a little stress. She just couldn't seem to get it done, a combination of the fact that they were in a game and that would make her a weirdo, and her inability not to picture Arvis while she was doing it making it too awkward for her. Not that the latter would have been much of a problem, but her recent dreams of such things had her feeling slightly odd about it.
And when Pilotsprite came in, Java sighed, quickly covering herself with her blanket so her animated game avatar wouldn't catch her with her pants down; giving up for now. At least, she'd intended to, but her sprite didn't seem keen on that. With a cheeky grin, Pilotsprite grabbed the blanket and threw it aside, leaving Java on the ground with only her crossed legs to hide her semi-moist slit.
"W-what are you doing?" She questioned. She gave the player a warm smile, "Us sprites remember our lives before becoming sprites you know," She said, "And I remember being just your game avatar inside that pilot game. So, I kinda feel like I already know you, even before the game started. I'd like to help you. Wouldn't be the first time~" She teased, Java blushing deeply at the reference to how she'd more than once put on the pilot game before attempting to pleasure herself, the idea of doing such a thing while rushing through the sky at breakneck speeds more than a little arousing for her.
"Don't think too much, just let me help you, alright?" Pilotsprite said, floating over her player and moving her hands out of the way, her own hands sliding down her body and between her legs. Java moaned softly at the feeling of Pilotsprite's hands moving across her skin, feeling pleasantly warm as they reached her sensitive slit, toying with the outside of it for a few moments before letting a finger push inside, then a second, then a third.
She promised to go as slowly as Java wanted her to, but it quickly became clear that Java had very little interest in going slowly, hips bucking hard against her sprite's fingers in the hopes of getting them deeper inside of her. Seeing how much she wanted it, Pilotsprite smiled, leaning down to give her a warm kiss before floating herself down and letting her tongue push forcefully into Java's warm hole.
Java moaned out happily, her fingers running through Pilotsprite's hair. Awkward as she was sure this would probably be later, she didn't care. Her sprite's tongue and fingers knew exactly what to do to pleasure her. Whether that was because she was a sprite, or somehow because she was just naturally skilled, Java didn't know for care; she didn't see how anything could ruin it right then.
And then Patior kicked the door open.