<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Apollymi]

There was something to be said about the innocence of youth. Melty was so certain she was about to be taken, but she had nothing to go on except words and her own apparently limited understanding. But it wouldn't be Donnie to clear things up for her, no he couldn't even get a word in edgewise, because Auric was 'teaching' his younger sister about 'cultured men'. A moving bottom in a music video is the kind of thing she'd apparently been expected to perform. 'Well I wouldn't exactly mind dancing or something like that, it is King Don, but… there isn't even any music!' she thought, building in embarrassment and deflection at the same time. She stared, her blinking becoming rapid and her thoughts racing and for just a moment it seemed like she might break emotionally, what happened instead was something very different. 'Oh no, I've gone and embarrassed myself in front of King Don! And had it pointed out by Auric of all people!' she thought. As she squared her shoulders that finger still pointing towards the young man full of indignation. "I still don't remember saying you could speak to me in such a way. You aren't involved in this and I didn't ask your opinion. OUT!" she demanded to cut off any particular argument. The princess would have her meltdown in privacy while she thought over better ways to handle things, though her brother's advice might have been worth something she definitely wasn't going to let him believe it currently. Only when he was gone would her posture relax and she'd manage to look genuinely sheepish. "Twerking?" she muttered as if it was something to remember. She'd bring it up with her friend later… and do as all girls did to figure out the way of the world. "Now, I am remiss to say, I may have misunderstood some things. I'll be putting my clothes back on and leaving with my dignity intact. I apologize for the unpleasantness you've just witnessed," the girl said with all the smoothness of a politician, admitting to no wrongdoing as she reached for her skirt to begin redressing with a lack of direct eye contact.

In the meantime, Nikki and Crow were just starting to get into things properly. The condoms she had were indeed the magical variety, but there was a difference from person to person that made it obvious that Crow couldn't be considered precisely normal. The amount of magic involved with actually bedding Nikki wasn't anything to scoff at either, so the constant bombardment of her cervix was something to enjoy. As Crow moved with the magical pull and the resistance of exiting, that condom began to tear, it was something that Nikki became aware of as each thrust began to feel better and better. "Bloody brilliant that is, keep it…" she paused thinking it through. She'd felt that kind of thing in a different way far too recently, "Crow, mate, did that condom tear? Being honest, I'm getting pretty close and if you can hold out... I'd rather finish around something yeah?~" she wondered earnestly. If it did she didn't have many other options but she definitely wasn't going to get as close as she currently was to a thumping build up, to stop before she got at least one proper orgasm out of it.

[Bloodedge]

In Auric's opinion, he was being the most stand-up guy in the world by guiding Melty. The path she was currently on would make King Don a legitimate king in time, and thus, his brother. Why wouldn't he want that? Just thinking about all the whoring they could go out for as brothers in Buckingham Palace was... a sweet dream. He'd be getting a sample of that soon in America, surely, but first... he'd apparently be kicked out of a room that didn't even belong to Melty. As the crowned princess, she possessed the legitimate capacity to give him an order ─ one that could be overruled only by their mother. The moment she yelled 'out' at the end of an outburst, there was literally nothing the prince could do but seethe... and obey. "But Sister, I... you...! Fine! See how good my advice is when you experience the results for yourself!" he huffed, turning toward the door. Auric would leave as ordered, but... he stopped in the open doorway for a moment to point at Donnie. "And you, Sir Donovan! By royal decree, I shall be holding you responsible for misleading the prince and princess! I expect a report on how you made things up to my sister," he said arrogantly. Auric may have just been borrowing concepts from his teacher, but... he stepped out with pride, shutting the door behind him. As that happened, Donnie was struck by confusion. "... Bruh what the fuck is goin' on in my life right now?" he asked of the universe. Melty questioned the word 'twerking' but, though Donnie heard it, he said nothing more. As for her misunderstanding and the intention to restore clothing and preserve dignity, he did have some things to say. "Don't worry 'bout it. I won't tryna roast you for not twerkin' or nothin'. Innocence is cute. Keep that," he said first and foremost. Though Melty mentioned the plan to put her clothes back on, she seemed to be taking her sweet time to manage. By the time she was bending over for her skirt, Donnie was considering Melty's words about 'unpleasantries' and... realizing he hadn't stopped looking yet. "I mean... I ain't see anything unpleasant," he admitted. Maybe... just maybe, three drinks would have been too many for Donnie today. "So uh... what was your bro talkin' about? I gotta legally do somethin' now, or...? 'Cause I ain't tryna become a knight, then immediately mess my job up or whatever."

Crow tried his best. The poor young pilot couldn't even fathom the existence of National Hunters, nor did he know the gap between an S-rank and his own A-rank self. Even if he did... what Nikki brought to the table was something else entirely. He looked like he was diving into her with gusto. In reality, any gusto applied came when Crow withdrew. Perhaps that had something to do with the fact that he couldn't register that condom breaking. Every thrust was bottoming out before he knew better, and every retreat was becoming increasingly difficult. "Bloody hell, I'm gettin' pulled in like it's a fuck-off dick vacuum!" he announced. Crow would have to find a better way to manage. Ah, but Nikki seemed to be urging his continuation at the current pace... until she cut herself off mid-thought. When she spoke again, Crow received a question about the condom's state. Had it torn? He'd have to look down to be sure. Before he could do so, Nikki implied a desire for him to keep going, if he could manage holding out against her insides. Tough as it was... Crow physically pushed against her ass to withdraw enough for a glance. He looked down to see shreds around the base of his cock, confirming the condom's destruction. "Fack all, it did go and break! I don't know about holdin' out... but I don't think I'm bloody strong enough to pull out either! I don't think you want me livin' inside ya'! What's the plan?"

[Apollymi]

In the moments following Melty's most recent outburst she cycled through several emotions and settled on being particularly petty when it came to the words of her elder brother. Unlike other instances, she gave him an order and knew that aside from their mother anything she said would stick. This wasn't even a power she used often, but this was a special case she intended to use to preserve her own dignity. And Auric to his credit took the order though not without a bit of naysaying which got him a cold look from Melty's violet eyes. She seemed to be almost pouty as he left, after spewing a royal decree at King Don of all people. Whether she liked his advice or not, she'd not be mentioning it anytime soon. A gentle exhale came as he left and she turned, gently gathering that skirt back up and stepping back into where she'd left it, and beginning the process of putting the button back in place. By the time Donnie was wondering aloud about what was happening in his life, Melty could only shrug, "I assume you've been having quite a good time, if a bit crazy…" she mused. She'd seen enough of him through his online presence the last couple of days to know that this trip wasn't the start of his craziness. As she thought over twerking and the like Donnie made a comment about not roasting her about being innocent. She had just enough of an internet presence to understand his words and nodded, she even gained a bit of pep in her step as it was called 'cute'. That aristocratic pride showed in her face, 'See brother, in a world of whorish people, sometimes, cute is fine! Just because you aren't yet tired of dreaming of gutter wenches doesn't mean everyone is always thinking the same way!' she asserted mentally as if she'd won a great prize. As she dressed his eyes were still on her, and even though she offered an apology, he claimed he'd not witnessed anything unpleasant. "Good to hear, I'm quite proud of this after all," she said framing her own body as she slipped into her shirt as well. Still there were things Donnie didn't understand, and so she'd answer his question. "I don't think you could do a bad job. But as a Knight you are in service to the Royal family. You're the Queen's Knight meaning your voice carries more weight than most, but when in the presence of a royal family member deference is generally expected," she explained lightly. "How did Mother describe it in lay terms…" she said giving it some time in her mind as she situated her clothes and the like with a precision reserved for those who knew every piece of their appearance could be judged. "Right, she said, we would work more like on-site bosses, but she's more like the CEO. Anything you do in direct service of her can contradict us. In sequence, Mother's orders are most absolute, then mine, and then Auric's but you are free to move anything further up the chain of command if you take issue with it," she offered as she finished dressing. She'd turn around and curtsey once more. "We've been quite irresponsible today, so I wouldn't hold any lesson you felt the need to teach us against you. I am sure mother wouldn't either… Auric is mad because I pulled rank on him. My apologies for any inconvenience my day's actions have caused you," she offered sincerely. She knew they'd likely caused some sort of panic back home by going missing and that they were intruding she just wasn't currently sure how much.

Just the same, in a different kind of moment, Nikki was working over Crow. Or to be more accurate, Crow was learning the difference between himself and the monsters known as National Hunters, in technically one of the friendliest ways possible. He worked against magic, stamina and physical strength he couldn't imagine, each thrust being pulled in at max speed and each withdrawal being a thing of difficulty. The condom ripped but the activity was there… even if he wouldn't be winning a battle of attrition. "Yeah, you are… it's brilliant, innit!?~" Nikki said as if amused. Of course, she knew the truth and as her loins began to pulse, she could feel herself gently tightening more and more as Crow rubbed around in her loins. But she was close, she wasn't quite ready to let it go yet, still the confirmation had her thinking and she'd give it a second, "Alright mate, this is what we do… I'm like super close, and when it happens you'll know. You'll get pulled in a bit more, just relax, Imma do a couple of claps and a little bounce, and we can work ya the rest of the way down afterwards, yeah?" she asked. It was about the best plan she could come up with as her loins throbbed and that tightening became more and more present. The moment would come with a bit of slickness as Crow was pulled towards her womb and Nikki's body gaining high tension just to relax and shake her hips to bounce him out and back, as thoroughly but softly as possible into his seat. Such was the plan, as she moaned her orgasm, "Aaaaah!~"

[Bloodedge]

Melty's assumption wasn't wrong. Donnie had been experiencing the best, weirdest time this past couple of days. Even now, he was looking right into something that lay between a blessing and a curse. It may not have been in his best interest to ogle the princess, but... she did strip down with the intention of being seen by him, obviously. It was a show worth seeing, bar any potential consequences, and drunkenness did lead to horniness. With that being the case, he internally lamented the rise of that skirt ─ even clicking his tongue in disappointment by the time Melty began fiddling with buttons. "Damn," he muttered, one hand absently grabbing at his crotch. Melty claimed she was proud; she had a lot to be proud of. On went the shirt. Donnie found himself mentally questioning why he wasn't banging the princess already. It took a moment for memory to reach him ─ but during that time, Melty began explaining his position as a knight. He completely understood the workplace analogy. The order of command in descending order was Mirellia, Melty, Auric. He didn't know where the king fell into place on that list, but Donnie didn't intend to interact with the king much anyway. Regardless, it seemed only she and her mother could overrule Auric's orders. Melty decided the lesson he offered wasn't anything to be held against him, even apologizing for inconveniences. "Nah, I got nothin' to worry about. I probably did a lil' too much stressin' you out like that, so I'm cool with what he said," he admitted. Just then, Donnie's mouth opened yet another time it shouldn't have. "Shit, could order me to clap them cheeks. Bet that thang can move for real." he chattered. Perhaps two drinks would have been too many for Donnie on this trip after all.

Crow expressed the conundrum of being pulled into Nikki, and in response... she praised that very occurrence. She called it brilliant. He considered it dangerous, but couldn't disagree with Nikki's assertion either. Alas, it seemed like it would all be coming to an end regardless after both parties acknowledged a broken condom. It seemed Nikki wanted him to stay inside her. What sort of situation was that? Close or not, she was a few wrong (or right) movements away from receiving the baby batter of a relative stranger. Worst of all, Crow could feel her walls clamping around him, ready to milk him for all he had. "You know I─ah! You know I was leaking at the start, yeah?" he asked for confirmation, clenching harder than he'd ever clenched before. Nikki's plan might have worked spectacularly with someone who had more resistance than Crow himself. Even with his mana flaring and bolstering his entire body, erection included, he didn't seem to have it easy at all. Lo and behold, Nikki's plan didn't prove too bad in the end. Her hip-shaking was dangerous, the tightening was harrowing, and that last slam to her cervix was almost an ender. In fact, it would have put an end to Crow if the impact didn't have him worried about his actual end. "Ack!" he sounded while being knocked back into the pilot seat. It was a stroke of luck in the end ─ and the only thing that stopped him from bursting within Nikki by partially resetting buildup from his end. The sound of that moan, however, shot him back up quickly enough that some heavy beading appeared at his tip. "I... don't think... I came prepared for this. That's a right bloody weapon of mass destruction. Hell of a moan to go with it. I haven't even finished me tour, but that's too much for me to handle."

[Apollymi]

Melty was the type of young woman who considered herself fairly good at reading a situation without outside influence. Given this information she was pretty sure that Donnie had been going through quite a few things, some of them in part having to do with her. She was also observant enough to see that grab Donnie made at his own crotch while she redressed with all the poise of an old aristocrat. 'Surely, there isn't something so large in his pants,' she thought. Though she had no real way to compare it, she'd not seen any. She was also reasonable enough to know that Donnie likely wouldn't be doing much, if any, real interacting with her father so she didn't bother pointing out where he fell in the hierarchy. It was mostly a non-issue. She also learned more and more that Donnie was a reasonable man, claiming he'd not be wanting out of the decree issued by Auric as he thought he might have applied too much pressure to Melty. "That is… actually a fairly noble way of looking at it. I'll allow it," Melty stated with an earnestness of demeanor that was likely more cute than commanding. No matter, a different sentence was soon leaving Donnie's mouth and it gave Melty a great deal of pause. "Wait, I can do that?!" she seemed almost aghast but there was more to it than the simple thought that she could order King Don to have sex with her. 'I could give orders like that within our kingdom and have them followed and no one but Mother could overrule me. I've never once given consideration to abusing power like that. Is that why Waver is my teacher? Is that why I had to witness so many things? Is this why Mother keeps trying to have those talks with me? Am I… stupid?' she couldn't help but wonder if she'd been missing subtle hints at her abilities as a princess for quite a while. 'I have never once thought of power abuse like that… I bet Brother has,' her eyes narrowed as she came to that conclusion. Her face red, her entire mind blown by her own thought processes. "I really am innocent aren't I?"

While the Princess learned of her innocence in real time, Nikki was showing Crow her lack of that exact quality with every push towards a different outcome. He pointed out his own leaking issues as Nikki continued to enjoy the sensation of her cervix being pummeled with magical bonuses applied. "That part's not so much an issue, mate~" she claimed earnestly. They kept it up, with him clenching and her being worked until she finally reached the right level of ending to finish. It would only be after that with a clap of ass cheeks and a second of relaxation that Crow would be knocked back into the pilot seat and thus lightly reset, though not without a bit of leakage given the sound. "You think so? I think you were prepared enough for me~ I also tried to warn you, magic sex is different~" she said with a light teasing manner. Having enough space to have caught her breath she looked over her shoulder back at him. "So mate, you wanna see a little dance? Record it, so ya' can watch again?" she offered the man an easy transition into finishing up with a bonus prize for getting things done. If he took her up on that offer, Nikki would eventually be posing, giving a little lap dance and clapping her cheeks with her hands on her knees, ass moving like it had a mind of its own for his viewing pleasure. She'd even add the little bounce to it, hinting at the fact that she could have, and would have done that exact same set of movements with him buried inside her, under different circumstances.

[Bloodedge]

Donnie's insistence to be held responsible was accepted by the princess. Despite his issues with authoritative white people, he did have a thing for making things right with reasonable individuals. Melty gave him an out, so she proved herself reasonable enough that he hopped right back in. "Bet bet. I'll leave that to you since I was also checkin' the show and all. Take it easy on me though, yeah?" he requested, a polarizing contrast to his earlier reaction to a similar request. Moving on from that, Donnie seated himself on the bed once more. The princess seemed to be having some deep thought about her ability to give orders, eventually succumbing to her own innocence as if it were a curse. Donnie wasn't sure what to say, but he couldn't claim she wasn't innocent. "I mean, maybe? That brain was seemin' a little bit dirty earlier, though. But maybe I'm jumpin' the gun ─ I don't know. You can definitely do that type of shit. At least that's what I got from how you put it a minute ago. Prince Ricky say somethin', I gotta do it unless you or your mom say not to. You say somethin', I gotta do it unless your mom stop it. Make sense to me. Shit work like a regular family wit' grandparents around. So wassup? What's it gon' be?"

Meanwhile, Crow was just barely saved from spraying himself all over Nikki's insides... and all over the cockpit, for that matter. According to Nikki, his leakage wasn't much of an issue at all. He couldn't fathom why, but he also didn't exactly have a full education on such things. Whatever the case, Crow figured he'd just have to take a minor loss and not reach his end this session. He'd probably carry on when Nikki left the cockpit, using those memories to work himself to completion one-to-twenty times over the next several days. At least, that was his thought until Nikki started talking about a dance... and a recording. "I can do what now? Well fuck me in the ear, I'll have some of that!" he decided. Within seconds, he'd managed to scramble for his trousers and recover his phone. A few clicks had him accessing the camera app. He held said camera up for recording, but the press of a button only resulted in a snapshot of Nikki's ass. "Bugger, I gotta learn this thing!" he complained. For a few moments thereafter, Crow would be caught between watching Nikki's backside move, envisioning penetration all over again, and finding a way to start recording instead of taking pictures. All the while, his cock was throbbing and ready to burst at a moment's notice. "Got it! How about a smile there, Sheila?" he requested, now viewing Nikki exclusively through his phone screen. It seemed one thing had come quite naturally to Crow, at the very least. Once he was settled with the recording, he rather absently started stroking his erection right around the head, that bead running down onto his own fingers as he did so.

[Apollymi]

There was an interesting thought process in Donnie that someone like Melty wouldn't be able to understand. Her life experiences were too limited and her own openness to new things and experiences too great for her to even process the idea of oppression without someone having earned it properly. A playful upturn of a nose occurred in that same moment as Melty's hands found her hips. "Hmph! It is nothing but pure audacity to ask me to take it easy on you!~" the girl playfully asserted, her attitude being one of amusement instead of seriousness in the moment. Still as the princess was having her minor meltdown about her own innocence, there was commentary from Donnie. He saw her as innocent, but also previously witnessed her brain being a little deviant. "That was a little different, but you aren't wrong I was pushing the boundary quite a bit on purpose. I thought the experience might be useful," she said maybe giving up a bit too much for a random conversation after all she had full intentions of taking every visual and point of contact straight to her next shower for the sake of her own gratification. What was one more instance to add to her own experience. "After giving it some consideration, I'd say the fair punishment here, would be for you to show yourself as well!" she said arms crossing over her chest, lips lightly pursed with an almost bratty expression. He'd seen her down to her underwear it was only fair if he took on the same amount of nudity.

While the Princess made her punishment demand, Nikki was being rather rewarding with Crow. She'd seen her activity with him as an absolute win, and though he wasn't quite ready for what she'd consider a full round, he could at least keep the party going and with his own flair which made him more than enough. Beyond that point he soon was figuring out how to work his phone properly and get the recording he could take done on his own. His agreement to take it was worthy of a chuckle, "Haha~ All right, mate!~ Enjoy it!~" Nikki mused as she turned. She supposed in the moment with everything set she could at least send a smile his way. So she did, looking over her shoulder to give him a wide grin, enough to stretch even. A moment or two after, she was using a bit of magic to stretch something like a backdrop behind her, there was no need to let a mess happen that didn't need to, with this large piece of absorbent cloth from her item box fit behind her and down onto the floor like a screen, she could assume she'd leave the place clean. And with Crow watching through his phone screen, she tweaked her body in front of him, her cheeks clapping, her body rocking, and smiles and flirts being thrown his way the entire time he worked himself up until the ending came. She'd consider it a bit of exercise and maybe be able to exit the splash zone without too much fuss.

[Bloodedge]

Of course, Melty all but scoffed at the idea of giving Donnie an easy order. He expected as much, given aspects of her personality shown thus far. What would her demands be, though? Well, after a moment spent admitting to how far she'd taken her mental deviance earlier, she produced something. The princess wanted him reduced to the same state he'd seen her in. Donnie should have been on the lookout for a response like that ─ especially after calling out the lack of innocence beneath the princess's surface. Besides, there was an itch in the back of Donnie's mind that made him want things to lean in that direction anyway. Every conscious and rational thought he understood said otherwise, but those thoughts were hard to focus on while intoxicated. "I shoulda known you'd say that," he said. "Bet." And with that, Donnie began kicking off his boots. He had to be rid of those anyway. A belt buckle, a button and a zipper later, Donnie would be seen tugging down jeans. A few flashes of the colossal bulge in his compression shorts could be seen as legs moved around to discard his trousers. In the end, he rose to stand before Melty, arms open sporting nothing but socks, underwear, and far too many tattoos laid over muscle curves. "Aight Princess Melly. Anything else?"

All the while, Crow was finding a more satisfying end to a broken condom than he imagined. He'd all but forgotten about Nikki's dancing references earlier, but now he'd carry the memory for ages. The smile she showed his camera was the only thing distracting Crow from more ass than any sane man should try handling. "That's a proper beaut right there!" he chimed. Habits formed during incarceration were showing themselves as well. Crow had virtually curled himself up, left leg raised to support his camera arm while his right hand pumped and twisted his upper shaft. Nikki's dance continued, and he had the full view from his camera along with the genuine article in his periphery. With all her showmanship, it wasn't long before Crow built his ejaculation up fully once again. Interestingly enough, it seemed Nikki already had the potential splash zone covered. "Fuckin' hell, it's comin' out!" he announced, unorthodox though the statement was. Crow's wrist was moving furiously at the choke point, unable to even keep his cock pointed in one direction by the end. As a result, he splashed left, right and center in far-reaching ropes that seemed almost ready to take flight themselves. Two, three, four strands streamed out... but Crow didn't stop pumping. "Fuck all! Keep goin' Sheila!" he pleaded. This wasn't a single ejaculation kind of day for Crow. To Nikki's credit, and even Crow's surprise, he'd be going for three consecutive rounds. Luckily for the group, that tarp would keep the equipment from becoming too sticky for functionality. . .

[Apollymi]

At the end of everything, Melty was a simple girl. Even if her mind were forced into that of a politician and her form that of old aristocracy, she was a teen girl who enjoyed looking at attractive men. She was also a person who wouldn't push a boundary past one she was willing to accept herself currently. As such, the order for the man to show his body the way she'd shown hers was a natural conclusion. "I was not intending for my desires to be unreadable," she pointed out as if it made the most sense in the world. And then she watched, as boots were pushed off feet. She watched as buckles, buttons and zippers were undone. She got to see an entire package of a man. He had brown skin covered in ink and musculature which would have made statues of gods jealous. She watched as those jeans were pulled down his form, her eyes tracing every muscle, every divot as if she needed to see them to recall them later. And then she reached the line of those compression shorts and the massive bulge in his undergarments. "Ain't no way…" she muttered softly almost surprised by the fact that it really did seem as large as it was. She drank in the look of his form and before she was thinking about it, she was standing, approaching fingers outstretched. She could feel the warmth of his skin without allowing her fingers to properly settle. She seemed almost transfixed as her gaze and phantom touch traveled down his body. And then in an act of sheer will, or perhaps mental defiance, her hand touched the cock beneath that thin fabric. She touched it for just a moment, and then as if by magic the moment the heat of her skin making indirect contact with his body she pulled back, surprised that it was actually real and unsure of what to do. "Ahem!" she said coughing into her other hand and trying to play off the fact that she'd been far too quiet for several seconds. And avoiding the pitter patter of her own heart at the use of her still fresh nickname. "That will do. I am going to go now. Redress at your leisure!" she said quickly, that heat moving up her face so quickly she spun around and walked further into the room before reorienting herself to head for the door, and out of it, if she managed so uninterrupted.

Meanwhile, Crow was receiving a show and getting the option to keep it. Nikki was odd about that, she didn't often give out lewds or anything like that. But somehow she felt like Crow's strange line of thought she had while she danced in front of him, but she kept it up. She was sure he could see everything and he seemed stable enough for a good view as well. By the time she got to the best part, her ass was quaking up and down, cheeks just clapping together periodically like she was cheering the lad on. "That right?~ Got ya' covered mate!~" she said watching those sprays and knowing that it was definitely for the best that she'd covered things with the tarp. No matter what she was also soon dancing, hands up in the air, booty bouncing left and right, up and down like she was being paid to do it. And that would be the case, until he was spent and then and only then would the dance wind down and Nikki herself pull the tarps and leave the space as clean as it could be. Though she'd taken quite a bit of splash herself. Oh well, she'd cover up, head for a shower, and get to feeling good. Actually she didn't even mind the current feeling against her skin, which she assumed was at least partly because she was properly starting to feel high herself.

[Bloodedge]

Whether Melty meant to make her intentions clear or not was her own prerogative. Donnie wouldn't question, and he wouldn't judge. Rather, he couldn't judge based on some factors taking place at his end of the equation. Either way, he'd soon be following the princess's instructions. It took him a few extra moments to drunkenly work pants off his legs, but the end result was him standing in his skivvies for Melty's scrutiny. If that was all, then that would be it for the moment. Ah, but he couldn't know. Melty's words weren't too specific. Did she mean for him to reveal more? Well, it seemed not; she'd obviously seen enough in his underwear. In fact, the princess seemed to be absently stepping closer with a hand reached out. Donnie still wasn't thinking properly. Was she going to make contact? Yes, she was... and yes, she did. All it took was a touch for Donnie to throb against dainty fingers, but that was also all the time it took for Melty to make a strong retreat. As she moved away, Donnie sighed. Maybe... one drink would have been too many for him on this trip. "Word? Talk about fair, and I ain't touch a thing," he murmured while reaching down for his jeans. In the process of doing so, Donnie paused. 'Did I say that shit out loud?'

Nikki saved the cockpit at the cost of ruining the pilot. Crow would be alright... eventually. He'd only shot three full loads of spunk all over the place, back-to-back. It landed all over the tarp, on Crow's legs, and seemingly on Nikki as well. He even witnessed as a strand or two landed on her ass, just to be flung off by its bouncing and land elsewhere in the cockpit. "Bloody fuck. I'd be a legend if I could have you covered," he responded in a slightly quippy manner, falling deeper into the seat as he spoke. Interestingly enough, Crow never even lowered the camera. No, he'd keep it raised and recording until Nikki could no longer be seen. "But you're a bloody legend, you know that? Cheers there, Sheila! I'm gonna figure out how to save this thing for a bigger screen!"

[Apollymi]

Melty had been a bit more forward than she'd intended. Her brain had forced the movement of her hand long before the thoughts of propriety and the like caught up to it. Her words trickled out, she turned to leave… went the wrong way and then turned around to go the right way obviously flustered. If not just for catching herself than for the throb that brought her back to the idea that this was a living breathing man, and she'd just touched his tool without thinking about it, and she'd not hated it. 'What is wrong with me?!' she questioned herself. But her self-deprecation wasn't the only thing happening in the moment. In fact, at the same time, Donnie was questioning her view on fairness as he'd not gotten to touch anything in this particular instance. Her eyes went wide before her shuffling became a near dash for the door and out into the common cabin area. Once there she smoothed her skirt and looked towards the passing clouds in the window so she wouldn't have to face anyone currently. Ronnie for her part in this narrowed her eyes. "Twice in one day, your Highness~" the oldest Corbyn sister greeted as if she was utterly amused. "We do keep running into each other…" Melty said with the grace to look at least a little ashamed of herself. Meanwhile Iris scooted over in her seat and patted, even moving her laptop out of the way so they could be close enough to share it. "Good to finally meet you," Iris offered and Melty for her part in it, joined her in the seat. "You knew who I was?" Melty asked, thinking the anonymity of the internet was supposed to be ironclad. "You chose the username HerRoyalSighness, which screams melancholic princess. Besides that you also write in complete sentences and speak too properly to be a regular teenager just making a joke," Iris pointed out. "I guess that's definitely you then," Melty said having only seen such casual analysis from her online friend. "You can call me Melly," Melty offered, seemingly proud and trying to relax.

While the royal princess introduced herself to her online friend, Nikki was wrapping up with Crow. She'd managed to mostly keep the cockpit safe, and shown the lad quite the time since his release from incarceration. "I don't know, mate, you're a legend for even trying it~" Nikki said congratulating the man for not tapping out in the first place and actually managing not to spill himself inside her while they worked around that broken condom. And soon after she was heading off having left the room in mostly good condition. He even called her a bloody legend and Nikki popped off with a bit of extra pep in her step as she materialized a wrap to cover her lower body so she could go have a shower in a bit. "I am, aren't I?~ Appreciate it, mate~ Let's do it again sometime when nobody will die from it~" Nikki offered almost playfully. She'd wink at the man one last time before slipping out and then with the gentle tingles moving through her body she headed for the bar. She'd be seen casually mixing up another coke and rum with a new bottle of rum with the energy of someone who'd just conquered a goal or overcome a fear, not a care in the world.

[Bloodedge]

Following a statement Donnie didn't even mean to offer outside of his own head, Melty seemed to lose her marbles completely. Her attempted escape had her running off the wrong way, then the right way, then pausing to realize the gravity of Donnie's statement. Where was it going? The sober portion of Donnie's mind sought resolution, while the drunken part sought something far more depraved. Ah, but that exchange led Melty right through the bedroom door. Once he had a moment to stop and think, Donnie made a single decision. "Nigga need to stop drinkin'." That speech to himself passed quickly as Donnie lifted his pants, stepping in after a few moments of wobbling.

While Donnie struggled in the back, Melty met with the others outside. It seemed Auric had already ingratiated himself into the general group, and was already sitting next to Hop ─ someone close enough to his own age whom he could talk to (or rather, at) about the number of whores they'd find in America. That conversation came to a halt only when Nikki reentered the salon, looking... ripe for the taking, as far as both younger males were concerned. Auric even nudged Hop's arm to draw attention over, much to the other's embarrassment... though that didn't stop his eyes from wandering over numerous times. "Oy Nik... don't be cross, but..." Leon was trying to offer a warning, but interruption came at the perfect time. Donnie reentered, swaying to and fro. "Maaan, I ain't even get my other drink. I don't think I need that shi..." He didn't even finish the last word of his sentence. In fact, one might notice Donnie didn't even put his boots back on... or zip up his pants for that matter.

[Apollymi]

After nearly stumbling all through a bedroom instead of towards an exit, Melty gathered herself enough to join the general population of the salon. She sat beside Iris, noting that her brother had taken up residence beside a young man who looked remarkably similar to Iris and the other purple haired male in the area, that she recognized as an S-rank Hunter Dandeleon Postwick. At the same time though Melty was being analyzed, and Nikki was making a reappearance. She tried for hushed whispers with Iris but the state of dress that occurred here was a bit crazy. "Does she always dress so… eccentrically?" Melty wondered. "She's a fashion designer, she is either dressing crazy or dressing other people crazy. Not the point… why are you so embarrassed?" Iris whispered to Melty, big red eyes looking at the Crown Princess as if she could see through her body.

In the meantime, Donnie was rejoining the group, just in time to interrupt the words of Leon, "Never start a…" Nikki was going to let her older cousin know that it was impossible to ignore. A half-dressed Donnie, stumbling out of the back of the plane a little wobbly on his feet. A complaint came from him about the drink he shouldn't have but Nikki was busy taking in the show and being something way closer to a total slut for that particular man. "You sure about that, mate? I might want another drink~" Nikki flirted, obviously not being nearly as coy as she might have hoped considering her level of intoxication. If the words themselves weren't enough the gesture she decided upon in the moment was her tongue out, head tilted down and the neck of that fresh rum bottle poking up into her mouth. She even winked at him before a whisper from Melty caught her ears. "Is this showmanship?" she posited curiously, obviously there was quite a lot she didn't know. As she opened her eye, the pale faces of the Prince and Princess caught her eye and she stood up a bit straighter and frowned, her brows furrowing just a bit. "The hell is this?"

[Bloodedge]

While Iris and Melty were whispering about Nikki's state of dress, Auric and Hop were doing much the same. Rather, Auric was commenting on it while Hop tried to act normal. "I say, lad, that woman's going to cause quite a few dreams of mine in the coming days ─ wouldn't you agree?" he said, eyes focused entirely on an ass covered only by some wrap. It was so magnificent, he could still see the full shape of her cheeks through the fabric... and so, of course, could Hop. "Please stop," Hop begged. Sadly, things would only get worse for the lad. Why? Well...

When Donnie made his way back, a comment about his lack of need for more alcohol got Nikki's attention. Along with a bit of verbal teasing, she extended her tongue, slipped the neck of that bottle into her mouth... and winked. Hop nearly died on the spot; a trickle of blood may have even escaped his nostril. Donnie's eyes and dick were officially on the same page as of that moment, as the former widened while the latter swelled quite visibly. "I mean, shit... I might've left one in the back when I was..." Another clause went unspoken when Nikki noted the presence of two young royals. She immediately brought attention to the pair of intruders, and Leon palmed his own face. "Don't be cross!" he reiterated. Donnie had a proper answer to give once his brain caught up. "Yeah so... that was Queen Lia callin' earlier. We got some stowaways until we get back to London, and─oh! Shit! I forgot to ask if y'all were tryna hit Japan for a little bit before that! I gotta check on the homies."

[Apollymi]

Odd as it was, it seemed that Hop wasn't interested in the long conversation about his hot cousin with the young prince. Though that didn't stop him from looking. Nikki to her own credit was too drunk and nearing the level of too high to care much about anything. Still the hushed conversation between Melty and Iris would continue. Even as Nikki practically deep-throated a bottle to make a flirty point. "It is definitely showmanship but only really works if she can back it up and he knows it," Iris concluded from the outside like a regular analysis. "Oh he knows. I can see it," the Princess said as her eyes darted over that swelling in Donnie's groin before she immediately switched her gaze. 'Surely he can't have enough blood in his body to power that thing… there has to be some kind of trick to it,' she thought trying to make sense of a cock that completely defied logic.

Poor Hop was having a nosebleed and as Iris looked around she sent the lad another text message. Wipe your nose. Was all it said. Meanwhile, Nikki was well on her way to something a bit extra flirty after Donnie claimed he had something in the back for her. "Is that right, mate?~" Nikki posited only to be given pause by extra voices and find multiple extra people on her weekend trip. Another don't be cross came from Leon, and she sighed. "You can't just say that, bruv. Don't be cross… there's a pack of teenagers on my birthday vacation. I invited my wingman and I guess my tramp of a sister for backup…" she ranted swaying lightly. But what did Donnie have to say? Well, apparently, the kids were stowaways, and now… were tagging along, which Donnie had intended to ask their general crew about a trip to Japan as well. "Japan, where like the rest of Lost Galaxy is? Of course we want to go!" Iris asserted as if he'd just asked the dumbest question. "Even I only get to see Shutara on a regular basis. I'd go just for a concert..." Ronnie said her hands up. "I would love to see Lost Galaxy!" Melty chimed in. "Actually, yeah, I agree with them… that's not even a question. I don't have anything I need to do, that I can't do anywhere I am literally," Nikki agreed without hesitation, she figured the others wouldn't actually have a problem either and for a moment she was teetering towards Donnie, ready to act up, but holding it back just a bit. "I didn't intend to spend my birthday weekend acting as a normal functioning human. I was supposed to be responsible for only myself, getting wasted and f…" she stopped in the middle of a swearing sentence that would have been an overshare. "Nevermind, too trashed for this, going to have a shower, you can join me~" she offered Donnie with a cheeky smirk seeming to have made peace with the extras. "Any of you cockblocks get in my way.. And I'm going to do something to ya… and I don't even know what it is yet, but I promise you won't like it!"