>>5982270You aren’t irresponsible about it, of course. You hadn’t come to Hawksong expecting to stay the night, and so aren’t armed with your usual selection of contraceptive measures, but this is the sort of establishments which sells at least some of them, albeit primarily the rather uncouth and unappealing option of an animal-intestine barrier. Even as you both opt to forgo that, you aren’t without options...
Though in the passion of the moment, some things slip your mind until it's very nearly too late.
>4>You manage to pull out, breaking Costella Fanucci’s powerful leg-lock in a burst of endorphins and adrenaline, before it’s too late.>see pic related for further detail (warning, LEWD, nsfw)You flop down beside her a moment later, finally—after several such sessions—spent. Costella clings to you, nuzzling against you, hands still roaming your body—not in search of sex, but simply in naked appreciation of your form.
“I think tonight’s been a good one,” you say eventually.
“Yeah?” Costella asks, smirking a little slyly and stroking your hair. “I’d hope so, after THAT.”
“I meant the WHOLE night,” you say, flicking her nose and making her yelp. “Including the bit with your parents.”
“O-oh?” she says. “Sorry Papa was a little, um…”
“I get it,” you sigh, frowning a little. “They were both a little ‘intense’ compared to when I used to come see you, but we DID call off the engagement they planned and surprise them with our own. I think… Well, I hope they aren’t like that EVERY time we have dinner, but if it’s just the once…”
“They’ll get used to the idea!” Costella pledges, looking determined. “I’ll get through to them, Ez! I promise. You’re just, like… probably not who they saw me marrying, exactly. Or who -I- pictured, honestly?”
“…Oh?”
“B-but I’m glad! I’m REALLY happy that, like… We met, and found each other.”
“You and me,” you reply, “and Izirina?”
“Y-yeah…”
“How long are we going to keep that last part secret?” you ask pointedly. “Forever? The one thing I noticed is how TRADITIONAL your parents are. If you have to warm them up to the idea of ME… What do we do about Izzy? Just keep her secret forever? You know that will make her feel…”
“Not great.”
“No,” you agree grimly. “She won’t feel ‘great’ about being a secret, while you and I get married.”
“and I don’t WANT to hurt her,” Costella almost wails. “I love her too! I love BOTH of you, and US the THREE of us, together. But, like… I’ve always wanted a wedding, and… And children. And if this is something that takes a long time to, like, sort out legally or whatever... I still want to, you know... Do those things.”
Your mind flickers back to earlier that night, when the two of you were entangled, and her legs were all but entrapping you within her desire.
