<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

'Cat stuff' received the blame for Ronnie gashing a man's back. He didn't believe a single bit of that claim, but it wasn't as if there was any need to complain about battle scars. The information that he'd gone deep enough into Veronica Corbyn to have her scratching him would flow so freely, with such confidence ─ as it would with most men. Perhaps thinking about it that way, there was a connection to make in her claim after all ─ mostly the 'stretching' part. "Uh-huh, I got a stretch for you," he threatened.

By the time Nikki was calling out, Donnie couldn't hear anything but Ronnie. They were right back to the same boat they'd been taken from earlier, with a positional shift to boot. He'd leaned forward to place Ronnie face-up, right arm pinning her left leg to his shoulder while his left hand reached for her throat. That shift allowed him to angle down and 'dig' into her womb. When he first did so, Donnie felt the most spectacular rub at the top of his glans. "Hnnugh♪~" he moaned. His erection pulsed, but not only in a physical way. There was an ejection of concussive force with the throb, carrying with it a wave of incredible heat right into Ronnie's core. There was no ejaculation ─ just that first little hiccup at the start of a proper climb. That alone was enough to create such an event this time.

[Apollymi]

'Cat stuff' was indeed the reason giving by Ronnie to justify any out of character behavior. She normally had herself together much better than she currently did and the fact that she'd not yet managed to right herself since their first interaction was a new sort of endeavor entirely. A mention of a stretch was indeed something she could go for, "Well, show me then~" Ronnie agreed without hesitation. There was nothing more to do than to take the kind of stirring she'd put off initially and now truly wanted to experience.

Ah but it seemed among the new cacophony of sensations they'd lost the ability to properly hide. Well, that wasn't entirely true, the magical aspects of new sex had given them away. Oh well, you live and you learn... she knew for next time that to sneak required a bit more control than she was currently capable of giving. To her younger sister, she coudl still hear she had but one thing to say, "It isn't like that... you have no idea what this is like for me nyaaaaaaaaaah~" she offered the other girl with a something like pleading... except for that ending where the shift that had the lad pushing against a new spot in her body made an odd cat like sound emerge from the depths of her being. Even that hand around her throat and that one leg up only enhanced the situation. Her womb also throbbed at that first pulse, and she felt it, the whole city likely felt it. And for now, she'd do nothing but enjoy it. For her part in this Nikki wasn't even upset, it was the most likely way this thing worked out given what her sister was like. "Apparently, you can blame any electrical problems on Ronnie~ No worries Frankie I'll explain everything later," Nikki managed. "Aight! Catch ya' soon~" Francesca said as she went ahead to hang up. She now had a whole wardrobe to sort though and apparently something resembling answers for the questions still floating around in the main section of her hotel room.

[Bloodedge]

Ronnie wanted to be shown precisely what Donnie was talking about. Her wish was his command, the lad thought. "Say less, baby~" he replied with ease. It took only a few moments for Donnie to shift into that horizontal position and begin stroking within the supermodel a different way. Alas, that was the same time Nikki caught wind of what was happening. Donnie couldn't register the callout while he melded with Ronnie, but he pieced things together from the woman's response. Still... just as things had been with Nikki, they were the only two people in the world, right? "What's it like?~" he asked.

Ten or so more minutes would see another type of change. Donnie's body was moving in the most wormlike manner possible, his cock retreating to the entrance of Ronnie's womb just to slam into and stretch the other end. The angle he took resulted in a bit of vertical shifting through each thrust, but the crux of it all was yet to come. Rather... Donnie himself had yet to. That wouldn't remain true for very long. He'd come to realize when thrusting that there was no retreat from Ronnie's womb, so perhaps he'd just be dealing with two pregnancies from the same day forward. "Haah! Damn!" Donnie chanted between thrusts that had become significantly more powerful, further shocking the grid and signaling something very explosive. "I'm finna buss♪~" he strained. With that, there was no further hesitation. He kept the tightest grip on Ronnie's leg and neck, as though every muscle in his body wanted to tense as a veritable supernova of liquid blasted through Ronnie's womb. "AAAHH!♪~"

[Apollymi]

Ronnie asked for showing and she received it with an affirmative she really enjoyed from the man's mouth. Actually, she could honestly say that unlike most people listening to him talk wasn't something that grew to grate her nerves, at least not yet. She couldn't even be annoyed by her younger sister's interruption. She'd tried to explain that this wasn't simply a matter of being a tart or not being able to wait her turn. Being a cat in the more... metaphysical sense, changed her physiology. Once she became aroused to a certain extent it began to feel like heat worse than anything she'd eveer managed before. Here and now, there was relief in a counter measure which had the lad pressing into her insides. "It's finally relief. Being a cat makes it hurt when I don't get what I'm looking for, I need a good rough fucking~" she explained. Nikki heard that explanation and she understood. Not from the perspective of being an animal, but from the perspective of finally not holding anything back when she managed to climb on top of someone.

Ah but that wasn't all. As time progressed for the pair currently entwined, it would get even more intense. There was something that Ronnie was becoming aware of, it didn't seem like he'd be able to pull out of her womb before he deposited himself inside. Ronnie's absent mind made peace with that earlier. Either he was about to get a nice vacation, or pregnant women all over the world were about to have cute maternity clothes... and ther ewas no middle ground. Regardless at the announcement her own womb was trembling seeming to push itself nearer and nearer to the edge. The lights were flickering about the entire building and for several city blocks but that wasn't all... no, at the end of everything those legs that wanted to lock finally did so and the woman known as Veronica Corbyn finally managed to explode as well. "FUCK!~" she moaned happily as her whole lower half quivered and she filled tightening and then that electricity finally fell away from her body like it'd been waiting to be quellled. The poor power grid would overcharge briefly before light bulbs began exploding. But in that moment she could finally relax and as her legs came down they could easily separate.

[Bloodedge]

No one would ever be able to ask Donovan King what his strongest ejaculation of all time was. Even now, he'd be trying his best to try figuring out who it was with. There was officially a top four, if one included his first as well as his latest consistent conquest prior to this pair. Once more, Donnie felt his hearing fail for just a moment while Ronnie's legs tightened around him, securing a deposit that needed no security. As they both reached a state some might call enlightenment, Donnie's lower body even had a bit of a tremble to offer. He had no issue being locked in place. In fact, he only slid out of Ronnie's canal naturally when her legs loosened ─ not necessarily by decision.

"Damn," Donnie said while falling back onto his rear and both hands. He really needed a breather now, more than ever before. "Nigga really need to move. What's property tax and shit like 'round here?" he asked. Maybe he could get away with a condo or something in the United Kingdoms, at the very least. Whatever the case, Donnie finally realized something they were allegedly having that round to figure out the answer to. "Oh shit, we out wit' it. I know I was stuck for a little bit back there. I was ready to run the gambit every time too."

[Apollymi]

Donnie may have had a total of four legendary experiences, but Ronnie was currently counting one. She was glad her sister actually wasn't still living as an insecure teen or her life would have become very complicated. With her body coming to relax she allowed herself to fall and twitch into normalcy, balling up into a comfortable little warm roll on the floor for a couple of minutes. While she did, she gave some real thought to the things now bound to be going on with her body. 'Little girl maybe? Leave her with Xiaolin when she gets back? Yeah, that would be fine,' she thought almost absently.

By the time her thoughts were in order, it would seem that Donnie had reached the proper form of relaxation. As for Donnie's question about taxes she could only chuckle, "Eh? Thinking that hard? It's not too bad, just the tax on purchase and Council amounts to keep up the area you're living in. Also good to know it works," Ronnie explained like the question was real. "Unless you manage to make it as a National, then you get a special exemption~" Nikki offered as she stepped back into the room. She was dressed once more in a t-shirt that simply said stolen with a large crown and a mini-skirt with a simple pair of heels. Her bunny ears and markings returned to their normal places. "Also we've apparently been affecting the weather around London~" she offered with a chiding finger wag. "Yeah, yeah, sounds about right, that cock's a natural disaster~" Ronnie said as she began stumbling towards the bathroom, she needed a shower and the like. All the while the lasting effects of the two sessions would be felt for a while yet. Still, a certain amount of relaxation would be allowed to settle as they prepared to move on to the next part of their day, whatever that entailed.

[Bloodedge]

Whatever came of the Corbyns' fillings was something to consider in the future... apart from Nikki and her very early naming of children. Donnie would, however, be considering some property in the vicinity. No way was he going to let these two slip out of contact forever. Locals enjoyed his music more than enough to justify a few performances per year, at least. What of the purchase of property, though? According to Ronnie, property tax and the like would be a pretty simple matter to deal with. It sounded a lot better than what he had to deal with at home, at the very least. "Word? That sound simple as hell," he said initially. With Nikki's addition about the privilege of being a National Hunter, he waved a hand in the air. "That's cool and all, but I ain't about to go hunt down a whole dragon just to save time and money. I don't go that hard," he joked.

And so came a conversation with updates about the weather-altering sex they'd been having since morning. Everything returned to normal as the trio relaxed, and all was well after a few rounds of cleaning. By the time Donnie reached the shower, the water was even falling normally. There were a few other things discussed. On one part, there was Nikki's incomplete designs that paired nicely with a message from Leon reading: Accidentally took the grass. In the end, a decision to visit Claridge's luxury hotel was made. Donnie and his comrades had been there for the duration of their stay, but now they would only find a royal suite with only a single bit of luggage by the front door. There, they would expect to be meeting Leon whenever he arrived... but that wasn't the only visit or notification in store for the trio. That aside, Donnie stepped in and saw that one duffel, sighing. "Damn, y'all! Could've left a nigga more than one bag. Dre be rushin' too hard!" he complained. "Anyway, y'all know what it is. Said they'd keep the room on hold until I'm all cleared out, so we can chill."

[Apollymi]

Though one Corbyn sister was obvious crazy, both were equally unhinged. Soon enough though they'd both be dealing with their thoughts and having a casual conversation while showers were rotated and the weather calmed down around everyone. "Yeah, it's very simple here, bruv. I've tried picking up places in other countries but this one is definitely the least paperwork intensive," Ronnie stated honestly as she gave a wave to exit. "Not all of us went to the frontlines~" she offered Nikki playfully as she poked the other lass in a way that was quite causal and very much within their normal kind of interaction. As for Donnie's joke, Nikki chuckled and waved it off, inserting sarcasm instead, "Not you, mate. I'm sure you got dragon slaying in ya'~ Besides, next gate might be giants, ice elves or sumit~" she offered cheekily, she'd surely go to another S-rank Gate if someone had use of her abilities. Letting one break and wiping out an entire country side wasn't something she'd sit with. And the US was big, somewhere like the UK would have been wiped off the map completely if it'd been hit.

Later with all things worked out and everyone on the move, it was decided to visit the hotel room of Donnie which would soon serve as a hub for their hangout. That message from Leon, was answered with one as well. Come to Calridge, bring Celeste~ was sent to Leon as for Francesca she was also sent their new location for a meetup. Nikki began some light collaborations making sure to send a few things around. I don't know if you're interested but I am working on a new design for some combat gear, and I need some help with a boot design. she sent that to both Giorno and Chiori wondering if either would want to or be willing to help her out with her idea. This of course would lead to Serene showing her tablet and the sent drawings to Giorno, while Chiori looked it over from her own hotel room. While she texted and moved around the room she heard Donnie's complaints. "Does look like they cleared out quick. What did they leave ya? Must have been crazy in here~ Invited my friend Frankie, she's tryin' hang out today," Nikki said. "Making myself at home, let me know if something needs my attention," Ronnie said choosing with cat-like precision to lay in a sunspot in breakfast nook and curl up on warm pillows.

[Bloodedge]

Once they reached the suite Donnie and other members of Lost Galaxy had been staying in for their visit, relaxation could finally take place. Ronnie, catlike as she was, took the path of least resistance immediately. "Gotchu," Donnie confirmed. She was free to do whatever she pleased, as was Nikki. Nikki, on the other hand, asked what was left behind for the lad before mentioning an invitation to her friend Frankie. Donnie took a moment to look into that duffel. Inside, he found only the gear he had for raiding and such. "It's some aight stuff. These," he said, picking out a pair of black gloves lined in a strange material ─ one that seemed to be a flexible metal woven into fiber. "This that Vibranium from Wakanda. Unc hooked me up with these so I cold get in on some of that Black Panther action. The rest..."

Donnie kept digging through the bag. There were a few articles of clothing, naturally including some Blue Lotus undergarments for a layover. A notebook had been placed under everything else; on it, a sticky note about the appointment he had in New York. Donnie recognized the handwriting immediately. "Yo, Shu got me! She hit me with the reminder for that event. Still gotta find out how I'm gettin' there, but that's wassup! Y'all my niggas." Deeper still, he searched. There was something else strangely textured mixed into clothing. Upon further inspection, Donnie found... a bag of pills that definitely weren't illegal. "... Never mind. Y'all some niggas," he corrected. As for the matter he'd yet to address, regarding the invitation Nikki sent, Donnie didn't seem to mind at all. "I ain't mad. If it's somebody you fuck wit', it's somebody I fuck wit'. Feel me?"

[Apollymi]

Ronnie found herself a comfortable place to rest and enjoy a bit of sunlight for the day. At the same time, Nikki was willing to be more friendly and find out exactly what it was that the lad had to work with as far as his luggage was concerned. "Oh, yeah. I got to work with a bit of this... King T'Challa let me have a few pieces when I gave him his parting gift. That's awesome, he was a beast on the battlefield," Nikki said having a look at those gloves. She was seated beside that bag watching the man sort through it while waiting for potential other people to show up.

When he went through the bag, he found a notebook with a sticky note attached giving him a reminder about his event in New York. Nikki took a quick look and began texting again, "That was really sweet of her. I've met her a few times, only ever heard good things~" Nikki commented about Japan's Sweetheart, Senjumaru Shutara. Ronnie was relaxing in the sun eyes still closed but agreed fully while Nikki pecked away. "Shutara is sweet. A bit of a scamp, but she is always doing stuff like that. Said she got used to helping a friend manage ADHD tendencies," Ronnie said. Still she wondered if the girl meant Donnie or someone else, given his surprise. Ah but there was something else in that bag, a bunch of pills. "Maybe they thought there was a party?" Nikki said with a casual shrug. Donnie needs to be back in New York in a couple of days for an kids event he is doing. Anyway you could help with travel accomodations? My normal travel person is on vacation and I don't want to get her in trouble at work. Nikki wrote a succinct message to a very particular woman who looked at her own phone from a throne, while receiving several reports about magical weather instances. 'Hm, Donovan King needs a flight back to New York?' she thought. Only to raise her hand and begin speaking in a way that was completely unrelated to the matters being discussed. At the same time, Donnie was expressing his beign cool with whoever Nikki was cool with. "That's good to hear. I wouldn't blame you for being a bit suspicious of me, but Frankie's cool. She was the one I was calling earlier for the plane thing, but she's in town apparently~" Nikki mentioned casually. All the while a few people were approaching in the moment as this room became ground zero for a different kind of gathering.

[Bloodedge]

The fact that Nikki was able to work with Vibranium of all things, was indicative of her capacity as a National Hunter. The people of Wakanda who dealt with it used tried and true methods that required countless hours just to construct a single, small piece. "You got Vibranium down? You know that's crazy, right? Our president got a shield of that shit, but it was already made. They were tryna make armor for a tank or somethin' when he got it off 'em," he explained. It was a little strange to know Nikki had just been gifted some of that, but... it meant at least one half of his family would accept the latest lass he attached himself to. Moving on to the topic of his associates, everyone agreed that the young woman named Shutara was an indispensable gem, helpful in spite of her scamp behavior. "She a G, no doubt. Damn sure good for helping people with ADHD. Museion got that," he stated. Another friend, however, could not be spoken about the same way. "This ain't for no damn party! Mitty's dumb ass done left me a bag of hat tricks like I'ma do that crazy shit. I don't even know what this other shit is in here, and I ain't about to find out either."

Some minutes later, the first of their visitors would arrive. The first knock on the door would have Donnie opening it, giving way to Leon... who was still covered in marks, and sported a shirt with a stretched neck in addition to a tuft of hair standing erect. Donnie paused in the doorway to stare at the man. "Oy, my brotha! I brought your... what?" Leon paused, realizing how oddly he was being stared at. Donnie wasn't even sure what to say. Most of the man's appearance simply implied he'd had a very fun night and morning... but that hair was... "That shit suspect bruh." That was all Donnie said as he stepped aside to clear the way. Hobbling into the entrance, Leon looked as confused as ever. "What? I didn't even say nothin' this time! Nik, what'd you tell 'im?!"

[Apollymi]

There was apparently a bit of surprise in Donnie yet. Learning that Nikki could work with Vibranium was shocking enough for it to become a part of the conversation. "You're making it sound like a huge deal. I mean... most magical things are a bit finicky. But I do it in a less conventional way. That's crazy about your president though, but a shield would be one of the best uses. Suits require extremely finite mana manipulation," she said thinking of that metal's special properties. Actually, she'd already been doing a lot of thinking about it, given an upcoming project but she wasn't going to ruin the surprise. What was more, a bit of insider information was shared. Shutara was one who learned to manage ADHD for the sake of the completely unknown artist Museion. "Weird question but have you met her? It's just that no one in the Industry seems to know anything about her, never even caught a blurry photo," Nikki said about Museion. "I'm glad you asked, that girl is more mysterious than the Loch Ness Monster," Ronnie added. Beyond those points, those pills were apparently not for a party, but instead what the one called Mitty, named a 'hat trick'. Nikki could only nod along in complete understanding from a very different perspective. "I went to school with some girls like that. It's all fun and games until someone is telling a story that is terrifying and they don't realize it. Saying stuff like, Took five pills and two shots, woke up up in a field naked in a crop circle. Pure madness... had me sneaking my own bottles in to make sure I didn't end up with anything crazy," Nikki commiserated. "I can store it for you, if you like. Give it back to him like a re-gift on boxing day~" she offered playfully.

The chat aside a strange looking version of the male of the Corbyn-Postwick family was soon enough knocking at the door. In so doing he was let in looking like he'd had either the best or worst night of his life. Nikki was initially looking at her phone, simply because she'd received a message back, Arrangements taken care of deary. Continue enjoying your brithday, and report to Buckingham Palace in the morning. A message so proper but yet so odd came across Nikki's phone screen. she didn't expect the Queen to get back to her on a personal basis, but it was good to be famous. "Blimey..." Nikki uttered quietly before looking up to see Leon, and her entire visage changed immediately. "BWAHaHaHaHaHa!~" she laughed without restraint tears coming to her eyes. "Ron...ahahahah. Ronnie you gotta look, open your eyes!~" she scoffed out between laughs. "Bloody hell are ya..." from her warm perch Veronica Corbyn looked, blinked and both she and Nikki were soon holding phones and snapping pictures while cackling. "I didn't say anything... you look like you lost a fight, bruv!~" Nikki said to him directly. Behind him, Celeste Cartier also entered hand on hip with a satisfied smirk on her face. "What, I think he's rather cute!~" Celeste said. "Bon après-midi~" she said greeting everyone. "Now let's see the works, I want to understand your vision~" she said going over to join Nikki and making herself at home.

[Bloodedge]

No matter how casually Nikki spoke of the matter, her ability to work with Vibranium was a marvel. Donnie had seen the kind of effort put into it on a small scale, and it was more intensive than most things he'd ever witnessed. Moving on from that, though, his mention of the most elusive 'member' of Lost Galaxy warranted a question from Nikki ─ and a seconding of that question from Ronnie to boot. "Nah, never. I got some of her stuff that nobody else thought they could work with, but I never seen her. I don't think she went missin' or anything, though. Maybe she pregnant," he thought. As the newest member of Lost Galaxy himself, Donnie never even had a chance to work with that one directly. Regarding the wild stories Nikki spoke of on the topic of drug usage, he was nodding along the entire time. "Shit, that might be the lightwork with the kind of stuff Mitty be on. Nigga might wake up on a new planet balls-deep in a alien seal or somethin'."

Soon enough, Donnie was making room for Leon to enter the suite... A lot of room. He had a guess as to why the man's hair was like that, and he didn't want to be anywhere near it. Celeste, on the other hand, he didn't mind. "Yo, fine shit be workin' 'em over like that out in France?" he questioned without any thought. Meanwhile, Leon was being photographed by both of his cousins, none the wiser as to why they were laughing so much. "What?!" he asked again. Nikki claimed he looked like someone who'd lost a fight. Ignorant as ever, Leon had the audacity to look smug. "Course I do! That's how ya' come out after you're done puttin' in that proper work, yeah!" he boasted... even though, if anyone had 'put in work' where he'd been, Leon had obviously been more on the receiving end of it. "See, you lot just don't know! Big Bruv Lee? Man knows how to go mental!"

[Apollymi]

Nikki understood her level of ability with certain materials was well beyond the norm, even so she wasn't the type to brag about it too much. She had heard from the King of Wakanda that it was quite difficult even for those used to working with it, but he'd been quite generous with what he'd offered and she'd told him she'd put it to good use. Something she was planning for the near future, Beyond the conversation about materials, a certain elusive artist was a topic of conversation, apparently... she'd never been met by Donnie, though he had some of her beats and background music that others didn't think they could work with, "I mean I guess, technically that's a reasonable idea. Iris talks about her from time to time, and seems to think she's actually missing and online they have her doing everything from falling into a Gate to catching the Eternal Slumber. If she is pregnant I hope her voice survives it. Can't lose another great like we lost Mel," Nikki said while Ronnie agreed.. "Same, maybe we'll find out~ Museion beats make some great music so it's good you picked up some. I always wondered what that sort of thing was like..." Ronnie said of the process surrounding someting so secretly coveted. There were many artists she'd seen over the years trying to get in contact with Museion hoping for a collaboration and getting radio silence. Though she was sure there was some underlying reason. But she also knew there were only a few reasons some men would drop everything and move. Meanwhile they were also hearing tales of Lost Galaxy's most drug addled member. A lad who'd apparently end up banging an alien accidentally. "Bruv, don't do him like that... maybe he likes aliens. He makes music with conflict," Nikki decided on that one. Lost Galaxy was always interesting to look at from the outside based solely on music and actions it was easy to type them as specific kinds of individuals.

Meanwhile, the arrival of Celeste and Leon came with quite a ruckus. In tis case, Donnie was talking to Celeste about the state that Leon appeared in. "It was a fun night. France is a place that believes in romance and passion. Is normal, no?" Celeste said almost casually. It was only made more funny by Leon's explanation, and his claim that he'd been putting in the work, "You look like you got worked bruv," Nikki said. Still his attitude about it was refreshing and it'd be Ronnie to let it go. "Whatever you say, Nik you got his overnight bag. Not gonna let him walk around like that~" Ronnie offered, playfullly. "Yeah, yeah, got it..." Nikki said reaching into her item box and pulling out a duffle bag, which contained. A couple of different outfits for Leon, a couple of hats, in a box and toiletries for him. "Got your shampoo in there, yeah? Good to see you had some fun though~" she offered him tossing the bag at his feet. In the same moment Celeste was sitting beside her and soon holding the sketch book with Nikki's notes as she looked it over. "Oh, is for him? Why magic gold?" she asked quietly.

[Bloodedge]

There was no true answer to what happened with the artist Museion, even for someone as closely connected to Lost Galaxy as Donnie. At times, Donnie even felt he wasn't the only member of the group in that situation. "I don't know, man. Dre and Shu might be the only ones with answers. They ain't givin' me any though," he said with a shrug. As for 'Mitty' and those pills of his, Donnie picked up the bag and decided to take Nikki's earlier offer. "Money can't even think about aliens and shit. The only girl he talk about is some bitch from around here, Marnie. Anyway, preesh. I can't be carryin' this shit on a trip; I don't know how Mitty does it. That's that white shit."

With the introduction of Leon and Celeste, Donnie found himself refusing to be in proximity of the former, but fully willing to address the latter. Celeste spoke of romance and passion being big deals in France ─ obviously so, considering the short list of things that could have put Leon's hair in that state. "Passion, huh? I never seen passion end up like that, but you go off. Shit usually goes different for me," he said while Leon was being handed a bag. Apparently, the sisters didn't want him walking around in whatever state he was in. "What do I need all this for? It's just a shirt! I wanna carry around that good smell for a little," he griped, indeed still carrying the scent of Celeste on his form. Of course, Leon didn't know about the hair situation... but he'd be finding out soon after looking to Donnie for bathroom directions. "Down there, bruh. You at least gotta do somethin' about that hair. That Cameron Diaz shit suspect, my nigga."