<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

Nikki got this approach, from hearing of others experiences and a worldly older sister. Women might have talked more than men did in some ways, just never in ways that got back to others. Sucking dick wasn't something just done, but done when one felt like it. That's how she'd been raised. In a world where men often finished long before women did, giving head was a treat. In a world where your older sister was a supermodel, you were taught that you did only want you wanted to and never to feel pressured. As such... Nikki took no issues with her own approach. She let her body move naturally and eventually those hands did end up involved, but it wouldn't be immediate. "I'm going for three here... biggest, baddest, best!~" Nikki claimed she seemed to have two under her belt and she'd work at the third between lavish strokes of her tongue and time spend inside her mouth. Hands found their way around the girth unoccupied by tits or mouth and stroked spreadding saliva. It was huge. "Blimey," she uttered while pulling away. "I forgot, can I get some pictures? Add to my memorabilia?" she asked. If given the okay, her crazy fangirl would still take over. She'd continue giving head but pull her own phone out of her magic box and take several shots of her face beside King Don's cock. It was a pleasant mental experience. And by the time she got to the end of that she was shifting again just a bit. "Could I get you in a couple?" she was truly just excited, these were just for her after all.

Leon and Ronnie continued their casual conversation. Seemingly happy to discuss as siblings, taking little jabs and even joking about like they always did. Beyond the story continued, with a full fan explantion of the introduction that Nikki had made, and a full fangasm about the nature of Donnie and his music. "Hmm, that probably took... quite a bit out of her really. She's probably been trying not to look like a nutter," Ronnie offered. Though she understood, fan experience of King Don was something that she and Leon shared, so it was bound to be a little disconcerting to find her not fully in with the same amount of excitement Leon himself would show. "Don't worry bruv, I'm sure she'll be full of fan stories for you two to gush over about King Don~" Ronnie mentioned with a knowing smirk crossing her face. All the while she wouldn't know that Nikki was getting pictures of her arm with his massive cock, of it near her face, of... potentially Donnie in that same picture so she could prove it was definitely his cock. She was proud of having sex with this man and wouldn't care if anyone knew about it.

[Bloodedge]

Nikki had a plan. As she further evolved her technique and established a mental itinerary for oral servicing, she expressed a desire to be the biggest, the baddest, and the best of his fangirls. It wouldn't take much at all for her to nail all three of those things. Her bedroom alone established the first, and her very existence established the second. The third, subjective as it was, could already be considered a victory in Donnie's opinion. Reeling from the service, Donnie still couldn't think of a single thing she'd yet to accomplish in some regard. "You know what? Prove whatever you want. I ain't bitchin'~" he moaned. Ah, but Nikki stopped soon enough. By the time her hands were involved, she was pulling away to ask about pictures for her memorabilia collection. "... Man, hell nah! Why would I be aight with proof Blue Lotus topped me off?" he asked sarcastically, continuing an earlier pattern of fun between them. She'd be taking her pictures, apparently snapping her face in the same images that featured his dick, and asking if she could ensure he was also in the shots. "Go for it, but I gotta get some of you too~" Donnie answered. And so came a series of images involving comparisons to Nikki's arm, features of his face along with hers... and eventually, the opportunity for a picture that had Donnie reaching for Nikki's chin to turn her toward his own face.

It should have been clear to Nikki's entire family how difficult a time she would have keeping composed around King Don. Leon hardly managed as much as he had, and that was... barely at all. "Yeah but it's King Don, innit? He probably gets like a billion nutters a day!" Leon insisted. He was excited to gush over the meeting, though. Maybe he'd even be allowed to join them in smoking? That would be the best smoke ever! Not only would he get to experience a smoking session with the King Don; he'd finally get one with Nikki after trying for so long! "She damn well better! I tell her, I don't care if you're national or universal; I'll have you if you cut me out!" he boasted. Ah, but Ronnie was someone he'd shared a bit of cannabis with before. He couldn't ignore that fact either. "You stayin' for a smoke too Ron?"

[Apollymi]

Nikki was given permission to prove whatever she wanted. In so doing, she'd be doing exactly that as she gave him her most technically sound blowjob to date. She couldn't remember the idea of wanting to give a blowjob for any other person and definitely wouldn't have aimed to be helping them finish in such a way. But King Don could do no wrong and she was excited. Still... she was going to take pictures and what she got about it was... a bit of joking sarcasm which seemed to be quite important. "Yeah, totally get it mate~ Definitely not gonna tell everyone I blew King Don~" she said, with similar sarcasm. 'I'm blowing, King Don! Cock says he's into it!' she thought with pure excitement. Just the same Nikki was allowed all her pictures and she took several and he claimed that was going to get pictures of his own as well. "No way? King Don wants pictures of me?~" she said as if surprised by the information. She'd definitely let him have anything he wanted. And with those taken she slipped in again to go at it with more work. Both hands as well joined her breasts and mouth on his body.

While Nikki lived out a fangirl's fantasies, her sister and technical older brother discussed her calm faįade. Ronnie couldn't help but be amused by Leon's reaction, he seemed almost disappointed that the girl had managed to keep her head without losing her shit in front of King Don, "Yeah King Don... deals with a bunch of nutters. More of a reason to try not to open with that," Ronnie commented with a smirk. "I'm Veronica Corbyn and I'll say right now, I'm used to people tripping out about me, and I'm more likely to talk to somoene who's treating me like a normal person~" she added for the sake of perspective. Still she got it... that life was ridiculous. As for the idea of cutting him out... Ronnie didn't think Nikki was the type, she'd be especially cool after whatever they were doing behind her closed door. "You gotta relax bruv. You don't need to keep that...Nik won't cut anyone of us out of anything. She knows what it's like to be a huge fan. At this point she's probably just glad no one's questioning the choice this time~" Ronnie said carefully. The whole family had been a bit standoffish about Drake, but you can't tell the young anything. No matter, Leaon questioned if Ronnie was staying around for the smoke, "Hm, well I don't have anything to do really. I was gonna go out again, but... I could stay for a few hits, maybe order a pizza or something. I always want pizza~" she said about smoking and the like.

[Bloodedge]

There was a certain amount of fan appreciation going both ways in Nikki's old bedroom. Though Donnie didn't have the same childhood 'crush' Nikki apparently had, he swore by the Blue Lotus clothing brand and could never be seen without at least a pair of underwear from the designer. He was definitely fine being 'topped off' by Blue Lotus, and she was definitely going to tell people she blew King Don. In fact, from Donnie's perspective, there was already a song in the making. More immediately important was his desire to have photos of Nikki as well, which she apparently had great thoughts about. "Hell yeah, ma! You see a baddie, you wanna see her again," he answered. With Nikki getting right back to it, Donnie could no longer lean back. He had to sit up, straightening himself as much as possible. His arm twitched. He felt inclined to reach for her head, but he also didn't dare impede her movements with such a thing, so he refrained. Just then... "Oh shit! I was gonna warn you. I don't know if a mouthful is what you should be goin' for..."

At the same time, Ronnie was using her own experience as a massive celebrity to explain King Don's situation. Leon wasn't having any of that. As much of a fan as he knew Nikki to be, he believed she should just put it front and center. "She oughta let 'im know! Even with all the nutters, it's gotta be good to see the superfans, yeah? Least of all the ones that ain't totally mad," he replied. Either way, he wanted full involvement in whatever was going on... or at least, what he assumed could go on. He was also quite high on the list of those who preferred her hanging out with King Don as opposed to... Drake. "Oh yeah, big fat improvement over that wanker. Anyway, if you're smokin', I can order in. Any idea what sort of pizza King Don goes for?"

[Apollymi]

Fan appreciation might have gone both ways, and maybe soon enough they'd be able to appreciate each other in a specific way. But now now, there were pictures down and Nikki had gone back to handling a massive manhood putting her entire upper body into... Donnie's legs were straightening and that was usually a good sign regardless of where someone was. Nikki would be keeping up her work, pausing only for the necessary breaks. "Damn right!~" she responded aloud to the idea of wanting to see a baddie twice. Inside though, she was pleased beyond reason, 'King Don, called me a baddie and wants to see more of me! I'm going fucking mental!~' Nikki thought absently. Still she could note those movements and know what was up next. She wouldn't be bothering. As she fellated with definite technique and a desire to get him to a climax he aimed to warn her. If not a mouthful, if that was something to worry about... there was only one real response available to Nikki. "So where should I aim it, mate?~" she questioned the statement almost flirty in its nature, while she licked the head of his cock and worked her hands. She would have taken it to the mouth, but obviously she didn't know about the real upgrades to men since the awakenings had taken place.

Meanwhile the living room contained two of the elder members of the family, having a philosophical disagreement about the nature of nutty fans. "I don't think that's anything to worry about, Nik likes getting her feel for things. She's probably been letting it slip the whole time in little ways~" Ronnie said knowing her little sister couldn't resist some occasionally odd statements and excitement. 'Actually, it's pretty quiet in there...' Ronnie thought without turning her head, her ears just barely wiggling like she was straining to hear something. Perhaps they were being quiet on purpose? Regardless, she'd be acknowledging a desire for pizza. "Bruv, it's pizza and he's a New Yorker. Just don't put beans on it and go for like a cheese and a pepperoni or summit~" Ronnie said about the pizza. As for the statements concering Drake she could only nod, "Yeah... that guys number's been up for ages. I've been over it... glad I get to spend more time with my little sis again~" Ronnie claimed, knowing she'd been making herself scarce because she wasn't particularly fond of Nikki's previous romantic partner.

[Bloodedge]

One simple fact existed in the sexual side of this world since Hunters started awakening: some people received incredible upgrades. Donnie didn't know the true extent of that as it applied to the general public of Hunters, but he knew... his expulsion had always been rather plentiful, and its quantity increased in proportion to his rank. Warning Nikki about that eventuality was a given since she'd spoken about a mouthful. Alas, perhaps someone should have warned Donnie about how arousing a random statement from Blue Lotus could be. For whatever reason, the moment she asked where she should aim, Donnie's arousal reached a new peak. "... Ah♪" he uttered in conjunction with a mighty throb. Ah, but Nikki still required an actual answer. Perhaps he should give one before it was too late. "Know what? You can do whatever you want. Just wanna let you know it's a lot. Like, a lot a lot," he specified. "But I got no problem with anything you wanna do."

Speaking of having no problems with Nikki's choices, Leon supposed he couldn't truly have an issue with her approach to King Don. She'd obviously made a good enough impression to have him willing to smoke with her, even if she wasn't a smoker before. "Wonder what she's lettin' slip this time? I bet she'll go mental any minute. Where'd they even go anyway?" he asked, rambling a bit while pulling a cellphone from his pocket. Leon really did intend to order a couple of pizzas for the party of four. Ronnie suggested a simple cheese and pepperoni for the New Yorker ─ but specifically nothing with beans. "I wouldn't put beans on a pizza anyway. Whole country went mad for somebody to come up with that. How 'bout two halves? One half cheese, half pepperoni... one half sausage, half... I dunno, cheese again," he spoke while assembling an order online. "Oy, you think Don's gonna steal Nik? That'd be mental! She wanted that for years too. Didn't even have a bloke to be stolen from back then."

[Apollymi]

Upgrades to human existence because of Hunters awakening was something that most knew about. The exact details for every person was different, but one thing that was becoming obvious was... that some definitely received way more than the rest. In the case of someone like Donovan King, apparently this extended to what was going to come out at the end of this round of fellatio. Even so, Nikki wouldn't be stopping herself and upon asking the man where he wanted it to go, she first received a throb from his cock and then a noise from between his lips. A soft sound she couldn't help but enjoy. Beyond that thing there would be an eventual set of sentences. He was only warning about quantity and she could do whatever she wanted with it. "Appreciate it, mate!~" Nikki said aloud about the warning. If he was fine with whatever she wanted though, she'd make herself a trophy over all things. 'King Don, is in my room about to shoot a load! My day couldn't get better!~' she thought excitedly. And with that she continued working him up, flickering her tongue over the tip and beyond the head underneath aiming at the space between her chest and face. If she got a bit all over that would be fine. It would also end up on her dress, but this was the best possible outcome to her.

At the same time, Ronnie and Leon were still chatting. This time he wondered about the kinds of things Nikki was letting slip. At the same time, she was hearing an actual noise and figured they must have gone for something a bit softer than intercourse, fair enough since they were expecting someone. 'Good on ya', though you could have just gone for it...' Ronnie thought absently. Perhaps there was more to it than she would have thought, but regardless, she'd be responding to Leon, "Probably all kinds of stuff, slips of the tongue are pretty common when the topic is King Don..." Ronnie said, also conveniently choosing not to mention where they'd gone. No... it was fine, since they were moving on to Pizza ordering and something which should have been quite simple was influenced by Leon's special brand of brilliance. "Do you bloody hear yourself? Did you smoke some of that on the way over? Why would you order two half cheese pizzas instead of a whole cheese pizza and one half-pepperoni and half-sausage?" she asked earnestly. Sometimes she wondered if her aunt hadn't dropped Leon on his head as an infant. Beyond that point though there was the ide aof Nikki being stolen something that she'd wanted when she was younger... "She wouldn't hurt someone's feelings on purpose unless they deserved it. Besides, can't steal something that wants to be taken~" Ronnie said decisively. Nikki wasn't a harsh person by her own nature.

[Bloodedge]

Appreciation was offered to Donnie for the warning, but he couldn't even nod acceptance of it. Nikki had gone for a combination of things that were so focused for a casual round of foreplay, the drunken lad could hardly hold himself together. The name 'King' was truly becoming indicative of how he felt hovering above Nikki here and now. His arms straightened, hands pressed into the mattress as tension rose throughout his body. He couldn't look away from Nikki while she worked; it felt stupid to even think of looking anywhere else. Actually, Donnie would continue staring into her face even when... "Shit, mami… me corro!♫" he announced mere moments before another swelling occurred in his cock. Whatever Nikki's choice, she'd have to deal with a gush like the pop of a water balloon in both explosiveness and quantity, followed by a steady flow from the head of his tool afterwards ─ a flow like water despite its thickness. There would even be three 'waves' of that consistent pour for its duration. She'd likely have more to be concerned about than her face and dress. Those sheets seemed like the expensive, dry-clean only variety. . .

Leon fell silent as he pontificated the types of fangirl statements Nikki might have blurted out by now. If only he could be a fly on the wall wherever they'd gone. Ronnie didn't mention their location, but he wasn't too bothered about it. Maybe she didn't know? Well, she knew one thing: Leon's choices when ordering a pizza were on the... less-than-sensible side. "What?" he asked first. Ah, but she went on to point out what was wrong with his process. Leon hadn't even thought of that. "Oh, right. Look, I was havin' trouble thinkin' of what to get, alright? So I'll go for..." He paused and cleared the existing order, starting anew. "Whole cheese... whole pepperoni... whole sausage. Oh, half sausage, half bacon! That oughta do. I bet Don loves bacon," he decided in the end. While Leon was reassembling the order, clicking far more times than the ordering of three pizzas required, the conversation about Nikki being 'stolen' proceeded. "It's still stealin', innit? Besides, I bet he deserves it anyway. Don't think he's ever done right by Nik at all."

[Apollymi]

Nikki didn't receive an immediate reply from Donnie as she carried on. She noted those eyes of his, looking down at her, and got lost in them. She enjoyed every second of that eye contact and couldn't help but continue working him over to see him to the end. And he announced it, in Spanish even, "I know that one~" she said happily as one last lick led to a pop, which had a bit of spunk splashing her cheeks and chin. It his her chest completely as well and spilled down her shirt. "Wicked!" she seemed beyond amused. She licked her lips pulling in a bit that made it around her mouth. "Might tasty actually... am I that much of a fan?" she wondered curiously. "Blood mental..." she uttered about herself, but she was still so pleased. She'd eventually let go of Donnie's manhood moving so most of the spillage would be collected by her bosoms being pushed together and allowed to spill down her body and down her own dress. "Yo, King Don, spilled all over my dress, in my room and I made that happen!~" she whispered to herself excitedly. "I gotta keep this... would it be weird to have him autograph it?" she had a bunch of memorabilia around so it was nothing for her to remove the dress via magical means, still freshly stained and press it into an empty frame meant for her next acquisition. She'd close it up, sealing it with magic and grin in nothing but a pair of thongs at her handiwork. She'd look back at Donnie light stains on her face and chest. "Best day of my life really. You alright mate?" she wondered hoping he'd had just as good a time as she had.

Ronnie was still chatting with Leon, preparing to get pizza for the smoking circle that was obviously taking place in her apartment. Even so, it took him a minute to realize that his brain wasn't working properly. "Sure you are. Not like all that grass has fried your brain or anything~" Ronnie teased as she watched the man in her living room struggle with ordering pizza in a way that she didn't know people could struggle. No matter, it seemed he was settled and there would at least be some proper pizzas to come here. "Don loves bacon does he? You real close to him over a single phone call~" Ronnie couldn't help but tease a man who was obviously just as much of a fan as her sister was. Soon after they were arguing the semantics of theft. Ronnie assumed it wasn't really possible to steal someone like Nikki, and it seemed that Leon disagreed, but at the very least, he wouldn't be arguing that part with her directly presuming that Drake deserved an act of theft. "Making King Don sound like the Robin Hood of girlies~ But I am not mad though~ I know he ain't appreciate everything she is. He wouldn't know how... I told her, he's a seasonal piece, one time only~" she said of Drake with a certain present annoyance, at least it was now obvious to her that there wouldn't be another. She wasn't catching full noises anymore, but she heard excited shuffling at the very least, Nikki had definitely done something.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie's mind would soon be all over the place. As he blew the first splash onto Nikki's face and chest, she went for the double-whammy and ensured some was consumed as well. In doing so, she called it... tasty. He wouldn't know one way or another, but it strangely wasn't the first time he'd heard such a thing. Surely it didn't have much to do with Nikki being a fan... but he couldn't discredit that fact's involvement either. Before he could manage any form of commentary through labored breathing, Donnie watched her pull back, the overflow pooling in her pressed cleavage and running down onto her dress. What a wild sight. 'Damn, phone!' he thought, lamenting the lack of a device in his hand at the moment. Of course, Donnie's lap wasn't safe either. Quite a bit had already flowed back onto his body and onto the bedspread around him. He didn't get to catch what Nikki did with her stained dress... but he did have a good, long, unfiltered look at her body clad only in semen and a thong. "... DAMN!" he exclaimed as if no other words even came to mind. Nikki asked if he was alright. This time, there was no sarcasm in his response. "Man, hell nah! I wish I had all that on camera. A nigga might die without ever seein' shit like that again... unless you wanna do it again later for me?"

Maybe Leon did managed to fry his brain with all the weed at some point. That wasn't important in the moment ─ at least from his perspective. "Better a fried brain than your ugly mug!" he snapped back, one arm shoving the woman with no seriousness whatsoever applied. As for 'Don' and his presumed love of bacon, Leon managed to look a bit smug. "He said I could call him Don! We're like best mates now, me an' him. You jealous? Bet he wouldn't let you call him Don," he boasted just as playfully. With that, Leon sent the order. All he had to do now was wait around for the pizza to arrive... and for the pair of Nikki and Donnie to return from wherever they were. In the meantime, he'd keep chatting to Ronnie. "He is kinda like Robin Hood, innit? I hope he does go an' snatch 'er up, right in front o' that knobhead's face! Make it happen, Ron! You're good at puttin' people on and such."

[Apollymi]

While Donnie's mind was blown, Nikki's was abuzz with new ideas and crazed fangirl sentiments. She'd tasted his spunk and thought it to be reasonable, she'd wondered about being crazy, she'd turned her boobs into buckets to spill spunk down her body and onto her own dress. Nikki had gone on to remove that dress and frame it for her collection, the best possible decision she'd given herself. "King Don, in my bed, on my dress... in my mouth. Never thought I'd get this far!~" she was near manic at the thought. She'd tried to hold them in a bit better but by the time she looked back, she heard another one of those crazy swears that had her looking at him. In his spunk, staring another hole in her backside from his perch on her bed. when she asked him if he was alright, all he had to offer were complaints about not having that event on film. "That good? I will absolutely do it again later for you. Hell, I'd do it again later for me!" she exclaimed. "Now, sign my new piece!~" Nikki demanded like a 14 year old fan wanting a picture signed. A sharpie in hand and the frame put towards the cleanest side of her bed. Once those things were down, she'd go into her En suite, which wasn't as good as the one in Ronnie's room, but was enough for her to grab some warm and dry towels for clean up enough for both of them. "Here mate, I won't leave you like that~" she said cheerfully, knowing full well she was just a half a second from something worse.

At the same time, a casual chat, turned roasting session was still occurring between Leon and Ronnie. As a slick little comment came from the man Ronnie scoffed, "Know your brain is done, bruv talking out his ass like I'm not a certified supermodel," she said with a casual wave of her hand like she was absolutely the pinnacle of Humanity. Still there was no seriousness, obviously they weren't actually in a fight or anything like that. Instead, they moved on to his choice of address for King Don, more brain mush leaked from Leon as a smug smirk and cat like deviance crossed Ronnie's face. "You're right mate, I don't call him Don. But he calls me Tia... you know like sis. Puts respect on my name, told me himself~" she said rubbing a finger under her nose like she was feeling herself from the compliments. Beyond that, getting rid of Drake was apparently so much a part of the family that the kindness of Leon, extended to... Ronnie making sure that Nikki got stolen by the apparent Robin Hood of girls. "Oh, now I'm good at putting people on. Now it's up to Ronnie to save the day... I don't get paid enough for this~" she said. "Still, I don't think Nik needs it... I'm sure she's strong enough to save herself. I raised her after all," Ronnie said offering a playful wink.

[Bloodedge]

While Donnie worked toward his own physical and mental recovery, Nikki showed what he believed to be the full extent of her fangirl side. She openly expressed her satisfaction for having him/his essence in her mouth, on her dress, and even on her bed. That was definitely the crazy part, he thought. Well... that was his thought until the complaints about missing an opportunity to get that moment on film, at which point Nikki claimed she'd do it again even for herself. That wasn't so strange when paired with her existing excitement, but the follow-up about signing her 'new piece' had Donnie reaching for a marker hesitantly, eyes locked on a... framed, and very drenched, dress. "Yo, you wildin'! You want me to sign the cum dress?!" he questioned. Nikki truly was crazy, but he couldn't tell her 'no' for any reason after that display. "Aight, aight. Gimme a sec'," he said. While Nikki was in the bathroom, Donnie was still trying to get himself together. He didn't even reach out to sign that strange autograph until she was already returning. It seemed movement was mostly escaping him for the moment. Nikki brought towels along for cleanup, but he was barely able to pull his arm away from the signing. "Preesh... but Imma need a minute. Still catchin' my breath from you tryna suck the soul out a nigga."

When Leon finished ordering pizza, the strangest bit of sass was shared between him and Ronnie. Certified supermodel? He supposed she was that, but it didn't mean a thing to him! "Whole world's gone mad, I tell ya'. Don't know what a good-lookin' woman is," he said of humanity. Ronnie gave even more reason for him to be upset, whether real or false, with her. Allegedly... King Don called her something that meant 'sis' with respect. "Oh come off it! King Don ain't callin' you sis. Not till he gets married to Nik. Not unless you already went an' slutted the place up. Probably slobbed all over 'im to make that happen. Did you?" Leon talked himself into excited curiosity. If Ronnie had actually gotten herself to groupie status with King Don, he wouldn't even be bothered ─ he'd be proud. "And yeah it's your job to save the day. You're the big sis, innit? You put 'er on, you put me on... job's a good'un. You get paid in luv an' all that. 'Sides, it's King Flippin' Don!"

[Apollymi]

One might have thought that Nikki was already on her way to recovering from a mental breakdown, Until of course it became obvious that she was instead... simply working on one instead. He'd wanted the image of her acts immortalized, and she... had her own form of immortalization. She had preserved the dress and wanted it autographed. She expressed this and got told she was 'wildiin' well, she knew that but it wouldn't change at thing. "I did say I was trying not to act like a nutter... not that I wasn't one," Nikki pointed out with the sarcasm. Luckily Nikki didn't even have to argue, there was an easy fix to the problem... and that was Donnie signing. Apparently he was getting the rest of his life together, while Nikki walked around replaying those moments in her head. She was cleaning herself up with a warm washcloth before switching to dry, while Donnie still hadn't managed o start cleaning himself up. She looked at him, sitting in her bed, among all her belongings and she... began moving. No extra thought in mind. "You really gotta start the clean-up, mate~ Also I don't think I got any soul outta there~" she teased, only to lean forward and lfick her tongue over his cock again coming away with more his spunk as if she fully intended to help him along. A long trail went from around the middle of his cock up to the tip before she stopped. After that she went back to cleaning herself up and continued to watch the man, 'King Don, is in my bed, in my room... and can't get his life together!~'

At the same time, Ronnie was entertaining more commentary about the nature of herself as a model. According to her younger cousin the whole world had gone mad and didn't know what a good looking woman was... "I don't think you get to talk. You look like you're made of the same rocks as your brain and you gotta fan-following~" Ronnie jabbed back still there was no true animosity in what they were saying to each other. In the following moments, Ronnie got to know exactly what her younger cousin thought of her, ashe assumed her form of respectful address was due to some... hijinks on her part. "Bloody hell, you wanker. I'm not a tart or anything... I haven't even touched him yet," she said. It was definitely a good showing on her part. But she was trying to establish a proper thing... she couldn't jump the gun. Still, Ronnie couldn't take any of the bad things said about her seriously, when her cousin was still asking her to look out for what was essentially their younger sister, "I'm the big sis, and she's the grown woman. I get it though, I will always help her... even if she doesn't like it initially~" Ronnie said honestly. It was at least part o the reason she'd been pushing the idea of threesomes to the other lass, she wanted her to gain some other experiences, not just get stuck with the first 'great' thing she came across.

[Bloodedge]

Nikki explained that her efforts involved not acting like a crazy person... but she never said she wasn't one in actuality. That much should have been a bit clearer due to the state of her childhood room, kept intact well into her adulthood... and obviously added to. "Guess I should have figured that. This 'teenage' room's got a plaque from... what, last year? Year before?" he said, looking toward a trio of plaques on the wall that were definitely younger than Nikki's career. Just the same, there was... a leather jacket from the world tour following his last album. "And that... that's even newer. You were at my tour?" he asked. Soon after, Nikki was returning from the restroom with towels Donnie couldn't even bring himself to use just yet. According to Nikki, there was no soul in that expulsion. "Word? Must've floated ou─ah♫~" He didn't realize what Nikki was moving in for until it was too late. She was a nice lass, so Donnie simply figured she was offering a helping hand. A helping tongue wasn't even a thought, but that long drag from shaft to tip teased him during a very sensitive time. His entire body seized and locked-up for a moment. "Aye coņo!" he exclaimed. If nothing else, he'd suddenly regained enough ability to move. It wouldn't take too much time for him to clean up and grab his boxers again. "Damn ma, I need to keep this away from you. Tryna kill niggas out here?"

Meanwhile, Leon was receiving yet another insult from Ronnie. His head was tilting from one side to the other as he mockingly lip-synced her words. "If I'm ugly it's 'cause of you! Went and cursed the fam, innit?" he snapped back, taking a moment afterwards to flex. "And birds dig the muscles!" he boasted. Leon didn't have much else to say, but there was one thing stated by Ronnie that hit his ear late. He merely nodded along with her words about helping the younger of two sisters, but... what was that about not touching King Don? "... Yet?" Leon asked, pausing everything when realization struck him. "What'dyou mean yet? You gonna shag King Don?! That mean you're the one marryin' 'im?!"

[Apollymi]

It would see that Nikki wasn't able to keep hold of her... 'crazy' tendencies considering her teenage room had updates that he... was conscious enough to notice. "That plaque is from last year. This is the room I sleep in when I use Ronnie's flat. I have my own place with more neutral decor. But when I am in need of comfort or... inspiration I usually find myself here," Nikki confessed. 'King Don noticed I'm keeping up with his merch!~' she was inwardly pleased about the amount of attention to detail the young man still in her bed had. As for the World Tour jacket, Nikki managed to look a bit abashed, "I... wasn't able to go. I really wanted to, but I had Uni deadlines. I had no open dates I could manage. So, I got the jacket as motivation to not miss the next one. I promised myself I'd finish up, and I actually managed to, actually right before the Gates started opening," Nikki managed smiling brightly as she opened up a few side drawers and found herself a pair of leggings and a crop-top which had obviously been purchased well before her most recent growth. She would only move to don those items after sparking Donnie into action. She'd relish in the sounds he made and that swear she wasn't quite sure of but was beginning to understand as an interjection of some sort. "Don't be daft. You can't keep it away from me, and I'm not out to get you, not like that anyway~" she said. It would be then that she turned around and began sliding into leggings and then slipping into that slightly too big crop top, leaving it hanging off her left shoulder, still no bra, but definitely cleaned up enough to not look too crazy when they finally left the room together.

Meanwhile, yet another insult slipped from Ronnie as they always would whenever she was left alone with Leon for too long. There was after all, a reason she'd started smoking with him... and it was partly that they got along in the weirdest way. "That right? When'd I get a power like that... I definitely wouldn't use it to curse the fam. Maybe just you~" she said with light sass. Still she watched as the lad flexed, showing off a more than impressive build and claiming the 'birds' liked it. "Bet they do, hard to find sturdy trees to roost on," she teased with no serious but just enough snipe that one who didn't understand their relationship might think they were on the verge of a fight. Beyond that the brain the lad seemed to leave on the shelf seemed to be working... as he did understand that she'd mentioned a sexual encounter with King Don as a future possibility. Well, it was more of a guarantee but no need to tell the fanboy that kind of information. "Well, I'm not the absolute amount of fangirl that you and Nik are... but, he's still King Don. People like us hook-up casually all the time. Also why jump to marriage. Do you marry every bird you shag? If so you've not done enough introductions, bruv~" Ronnie's remarks were steeped in sarcasm, but that didn't mean she was anything less than serious about a shag with King Don.