"So, Kushina finally gave birth? I'm happy for her..." expressed Jack-O, lying back across Vahn's lap and enjoying the feeling of him combing his fingers through her hair as he apprised her of everything that had been happening around the villa.
"I'll be sure to give her your regards..." affirmed Vahn, resting his left hand on Jack-O's abdomen as he asked, "More importantly, how have you been feeling? Any morning sickness...?"
"Mmn...I sometimes feel a little nauseous, but it passes quickly once I get my blood flowing..." responded Jack-O, opening her ruby-red eyes to peer at Vahn with a faint smile. Her belly was currently still flat, but at fourteen weeks pregnant, it wouldn't be long before she began to show.
"I trust you to handle things, but don't hesitate to let me know if you need assistance or simply want to have me around more..." expressed Vahn, his expression serious and his tone sincere, suffused with concern as he held Jack-O's gaze.
"For now, you can give me a kiss..." muttered Jack-O, a demand Vahn was happy to comply with.
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"Oh? Should I come back later...?" asked Dizzy, entering the lounge area of the upper floor of her and Jack-O's shared abode.
"You can come over and join us," countered Vahn, exhaling faintly from his nose as Jack-O sat up and relaxed into him with her right shoulder. A faint blush tinted Dizzy's cheeks, but without objection, she made her way over and sat to Vahn's right, nestling close to him as he caressed her silky blue hair and remarked, "It's rare for you to interrupt us like this. Did something happen?"
"I wasn't sure what to prepare for dinner, so I thought I should come up and ask you directly..." revealed Dizzy, her long black tail tapping the sofa as she sat with her feet pulled up and on her side, leaning her weight into Vahn with the left side of her head against his chest.
"How about we prepare something together...?" asked Vahn, shifting his gaze to Jack-O for her response.
"Sounds like fun," confirmed Jack-O, nodding affirmingly with a relaxed smile. In response to this, Dizzy perked up, a radiant smile blossoming across her face as she happily chimed, "That's great! Carla-san recently finished the apron I requested, so I was hoping to show it to you! I'll be downstairs~!"
After punctuating her words with a protracted kiss to Vahn's right cheek, Dizzy expanded her amorphous black and white angel wings and flitted to the room's entrance. Vahn exhaled from his nose in her wake, but since he had been mentally preparing himself since Carla privately informed him of Dizzy's request, he eventually made his way down to the first floor ahead of Jack-O, where the blue-haired half-Gear was modeling what appeared to be a black, pink-trimmed, heart-shaped apron by itself.
"That seems like a very well-made apron..." remarked Vahn, approaching Dizzy from behind and wrapping his arms around her as if he were testing the quality of the fabric covering her soft but toned abdomen. Curiously, there was a roughly hand-sized, heart-shaped cutout around the location of her navel, so Vahn promptly thumbed her belly button.
"Thank goodness..." sighed Dizzy, closing her eyes and exhaling from her throat in relief. She had been assured by many people that it wouldn't be an issue, but she had been fretting for the past ten weeks that her status as Vahn's adopted daughter would preclude them from the more intimate relationship she had been yearning for ever since learning of her adoptive mother's pregnancy.
"Did you really think there was a possibility that I would refuse you if you were sincere and earnest...?" questioned Vahn, taking a moment to raise Dizzy's slick and surprisingly heavy tail, prompting her to naturally stick out her bubbly butt and arch her back as he threw it over his left shoulder and pressed his bulge to her pussy. She wasn't wet, but he could feel her heat and the squishiness of her vulva as he slipped his hands through the sides of her apron and began gently kneading her breasts.
"I wanted to believe..." sighed Dizzy, sticking her butt out even further and wiggling her hips as she added, "But not knowing for sure kept me from confirming it..."
"Then shall I put your fears to rest...?" asked Vahn, freeing his cock from its confines and slipping it between Dizzy's soft and meaty thighs. If she felt so inclined, Dizzy could conceivably squeeze her thighs together and compress coal into diamonds. Instead, she bit her bottom lip and applied just enough pressure to envelop his cock between the flesh of her thighs and the squishy softness of her pussy.
"I'll take that as a yes..." muttered Vahn, easing into a steady, unhurried piston and grazing Dizzy's clit until her pussy produced enough fluids to begin lubricating his dick. She had gone silent, seemingly to focus on the sensation of his cock sliding between her thighs, but Dizzy made it clear she wished to continue by bending increasingly forward, pressing her ass firmly against him, and squeezing her thighs together each time he pulled back.
"Here it comes..." warned Vahn, giving Dizzy a moment to brace herself as he spread her ass and pussy with his left hand and lined his glans up with her eagerly awaiting pussy. Dizzy's only verbal response was an affirming "Nn...". However, she once again made her desires evident by manifesting her wings, which promptly transformed into a Reaper and luminous water Spirit, and having them brace against the counter as she actively pushed back her hips.
Though Dizzy's insides were almost unreasonably tight due to the sheer density of her muscles, Vahn had no problem pushing forward as she sat against him. He was moderately surprised when he didn't need to adjust his size or girth, but he would later learn that Dizzy had been practicing a great deal in preparation. Thus, her pussy was already acclimated to the base dimensions of his dick, allowing him to establish a steady, assertive rhythm as her wing spirits, Necro and Undine, observed him unblinkingly. Being stared at in such a manner was unnerving, but Vahn ignored them in favor of focusing on the blue-haired woman who had effortlessly matched his pace before taking things a step further by flawlessly manipulating her insides to stimulate him when he pulled out and tensed snugly around him when he pressed against her uterus...
'She's always been a quick learner...' Vahn recalled, his expression a deep, appreciative smolder as he subtly activated his Stalwart Adonis to ensure Dizzy got the complete experience. She nearly squeezed the contents of his dick into his body when Jack-O suddenly appeared to ask how dinner preparations were going, but after glimpsing the unconcerned look on her adoptive mother's face as she stopped next to Vahn to share a protracted kiss, Dizzy breathed a sigh of relief and resumed bouncing her ass against him with abandon...
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As he was preoccupied with being a father and fulfilling his husbandly duties, Vahn hadn't been visiting or using his workshop as frequently as he had originally intended. Despite this, Bonney was always there when he dropped in, dutifully hammering away or sleeping carelessly atop the fireproof sofa.
"You alive...?" asked Vahn, his expression and tone completely neutral as he discovered Bonney with her breasts exposed, her bikini-like top having slipped free as she snored loudly with her right hand behind her head, her left hand resting on her stomach, and a large snot bubble expanding from her right nostril.
"Hmmm...?"
As her snot bubble burst with a loud pop, Bonney sat up, habitually fixed her top, and lazily inquired, "What do you want, lizard...?" while scratching her belly and issuing a protracted yawn.
"It's Wendy's birthday today," reminded Vahn. "As the leader of her Party, you should be there."
"Fu—I mean...right...that was today..." droned Bonney, hastily catching herself before she cursed. Immediately after, she looked up at Vahn with a flat, half-lidded expression, the hand she was using to scratch her belly slipping under her top to scratch her right breast as she asked, "Has the party already started?"
"There are still two hours," answered Vahn, producing a wooden wash bucket with a towel dangling out of it as he noted, "It's been four days since you last took a bath or a shower. You don't smell bad, per se, but the other guests would doubtlessly take notice."
"Instead of keeping track of things like that, you should be here with me improving your skills..." complained Bonney, snatching the bucket out of Vahn's hand as she rose to her feet. Then, without bothering to face away from him, she proceeded to strip down, baring her all before bundling her clothes together and shoving them into his chest.
"Everyone is gathering at biome D-1403, the Coral Paradise..." reminded Vahn, exhaling a faint sigh from his nose, but no longer batting an eye at Bonney's antics as she sauntered shamelessly across the workshop and dipped herself into the quenching trough she frequently used in place of a conventional bath.
"Mhmmm..." responded Bonney, relaxing with her eyes closed. However, the faint blush tinting her cheeks made it clear she wasn't as calm as she feigned. As for the reason...
"If you're going to keep doing this, you should at least put up a divider..." remarked Vahn, approaching the trough and sticking his right hand into it to heat the water. Bonney cracked her purple eyes and observed him as he did this, waiting until he was about to retract his hand before brushing it with her right knee and countering, "Ever since you started only coming here once or twice a week, even that creepy Rihoko kid stopped dropping by. How I use these facilities in private is my business..."
Producing a three-legged wooden stool and taking a seat, an action that caused Bonney to blink in surprise, Vahn sat down and asked, "Don't you get tired of acting insolent and standoffish all the time? And don't think I haven't noticed...ever since your loss at the Ranking Competition, you've been avoiding training with others..."
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Though her first instinct was to tell Vahn to fuck off and leave her alone, Bonney sank deeper into the trough until the lower half of her face was beneath the water's surface. There, she spent several seconds blowing bubbles and simply staring at Vahn, weighing her response and whether she could benefit from the situation in some way.
Rising out of the water and sitting with her arms hanging over the trough's rim, exposing the upper half of her breasts, Bonney flatly asserted, "If you hadn't arbitrarily banned the use of weapons and armor above our Rank, I would have won. At the very least, you could have told me in advance that we wouldn't be able to use them. It completely threw me off my rhythm..."
"How does that explain you avoiding others...?" asked Vahn, keeping his focus on the main issue.
"I'm just...frustrated..." admitted Bonney, averting her eyes with a severe, sincere pout. This failed to answer Vahn's question, but since he could tell it was at least part of her reason, he didn't press her too hard. Instead, he smiled and asserted, "You're a strong girl, Bonney. And, pretty soon, you'll be a strong woman. I understand you're frustrated now, but I can promise you this. Just as food tastes best and a bath feels most comfortable after a hard day's work, the frustration you're experiencing now is bound to pay dividends in the future. I guarantee it..."
"Saying things like that only makes me more frustrated..." droned Bonney, sinking back into the trough and blowing bubbles. She understood by now that there was nothing she could say or do that would push Vahn over the edge. In the past, that sentiment used to bring her comfort. Now, she had to avoid people so that she didn't accidentally lash out at them due to her growing frustration...
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