<Nocturnal Harmonia>

[Bloodedge]

The discussion evolving at present may not have been suitable for everyone's eyes and ears, but intoxicated minds often lost filters. Hop certainly didn't mind; he had already taken Donnie's place five times in his own mind. Brazen staring from the lad only paused in the moment he received a text ─ one from Iris about wiping his nose. He did so, spotting a line of red on his sleeve after. A quick message was typed back. Thank you was all it said. Just like that, Hop was right back to staring like he had no sense. Meanwhile, Nikki was ranting about the younger ones popping up during her holiday ─ one she intended to contain only Ronnie, the tramp, and Leon, the... "Bloody wingman," he repeated. Leon looked to his right for whoever he could make eye contact with, pointing at himself with a thumb. "That's me, yeah. I'm the flippin' wingman!" So proud to be included was Leon.

After explaining the young royals' presence, Donnie finally brought up the fact that he wanted to visit Japan after New York. Every woman on the plane expressed a desire to go, and they wouldn't be alone. "You know me, mate; I'm fine just bein' along. Don't really matter where," Leon said. "Do we actually get to meet Lost Galaxy?" Hop asked. Donnie would have answered that, but Auric spoke up first. "But of course! Even if Sir Donovan didn't handle that himself, I could manage that much!" he boasted. That was objectively false, or at least an opinion stronger than reality. "Aight, aight. I'ma do what I gotta do, and... then we hit Japan," Donnie decided. Nikki continued complaining about the new arrivals, sharing her original intentions... and not quite finishing the sentence. Instead, she claimed to be too intoxicated for the conversation. She'd be heading back for a shower, and invited Donnie to join. What would he have to say? "Well I gotta find out what the rest of that was supposed to be. Lemme holla at the pilot right quick," he said, stepping toward the front for a few words with Crow.

[Apollymi]

Some things couldn't be quantified by normal understandings. Some things were only understood, in grunts, a couple of words and the silent support that siblings could give each other. In this case, Iris was able to offer light help to her older brother, and received thanks in the form of a text message. She looked at the message and a small smile came to her face, it was all she needed, with no comeback or snippy remarks. Meanwhile, the eldest of the Postwicks, Leon was happily looking to make eye contact with someone, who he would find was Veronica who waved him off, the happy relationship between Leon and Nikki was still cute, all these years later. "Yeah, bruv, her wingman. You don't have to be so pleased about it~" Veronica mentioned knowing that it was likely considered one of the highest compliments that man was going to get. Melty from her perch with Iris was seeing several different sibling interactions and finding her own to appear quite normal in the midst of all of this. Even so, she couldn't help but think about the kind of relaxed relationship others had, and envy it, just a little.

While she considered that, and everyone in the room was yelled at by Nikki, for at least a little bit, it was soon enough decided that a trip to Japan was worth it for all present. Beyond that point everyone seemed apt for the trip to Japan with some like Auric even talking up the idea of being able to meet with the band members of Lost Galaxy. "Sounds like a plan to me, mate!~" said Nikki who was more than relaxed enough to go along with all the plans Donnie had. He'd be joining her in a bit, according to his own words, and she swaggered off, bottle in one hand, glass in the other. "All right, don't take too long~" she said in an almost teasing manner. Of course, while she exited Iris looked up, an odd calculation crossing her face. She began working on her laptop while talking to Melty, about some potential other aspects, and Ronnie in her infinite wisdom was soon right behind their seat not visible just watching. "Now, seriously what did you do? Too flustered for it to have actually been nothing, and too calm for it to have been extreme," Iris asked. Before Melty quietly answered as Donnie was headed for the cockpit. "I ordered him to strip down to his underwear because he'd seen me in mine. And I might have touched it, just to make sure it was really what I was seeing, it doesn't make sense," Melty shared so quietly that the pair were leaning into each other. "Yeah, I've been reading that sort of thing. It seems like it might have happened in the good direction. But… there is magic in everything and if he's already seen you in your underwear and you're already thinking about it. And neither of us can take him on alone, the answer is teamwork!" Iris stated like a five star general getting ready for war, their conversation would continue in whispers but Ronnie would hear every word, until she decided to wander up towards the front and see first hand what had been done by her younger sister to their pilot. All the while, Nikki walked straight back to the mastersuit of the plane and took over, crowning herself in a way that no one could dispute.

[Bloodedge]

Leon would continue being pleased by the idea of being Nikki's wingman. Well, such would be the case so long as her target was King Flippin' Don as Leon was content to call him. In fact... "I'm gonna be! That's King Flippin' Don, innit? I'll be your wingman too, Ron!" he vowed. Dandeleon Postwick would be a certified supporter for all the women in his family in their pursuit of King Don. Whether anyone else knew it or not, he'd already shared a few such discussions with Iris via hypothetical musings. Speaking of Iris, she may have been plotting something at the time with Princess Melty. Ronnie slipped around to express some cursory interest... or her trademark nosiness, rather. Leon ignored the matter for now; Ronnie wasn't one to involve oneself with in such moments.

Meanwhile, Donnie made his way into the cockpit, where he found the pilot... actually in a reasonable state, bar an overly relaxed posture as he watched a familiar ass bouncing around on video. "Yo bruh, you─DAYUM!" Donnie had to interrupt himself upon seeing Crow's screen. Even though he'd seen so much of Nikki's ass in recent times, every display was a little different and worth observing. "Oh, sorry mate! I had one of them Sheilas up here a minute ago, and she let me get a flick! Wanna look?" Crow asked, moving the screen closer and offering the relit quarter of a blunt. Naturally, Donnie took both with a nod. As he took his puffs, Crow continued. "Tell ya' what, man. If you can nab that one there, go for it! Careful though! She's got a dangerous sack o' potatoes behind!" he warned. Obviously, their pilot didn't know what had been going on with the group thus far. "... Yeah man, I'ma have to see if I can't get me a piece of that. Anyway, I came to say uh... damn. Oh! We gon' hit New York for a little while, but we gotta go to Japan after that. You cool wit' it?" That simple question was all Donnie had to ask, even if a hiccup occurred due to Nikki's ass clapping on screen. "No problem with me; you're the boss here! And hey! No homo, right, but you're a good lookin' fella! You should have a way easier time gettin' this girl than I did with my ugly mug! You'd look better together too! That's uh... not racist or anythin' like that, ya' know?" With those words, Donnie laughed. Small traces of smoke slipped between his lips as he passed the blunt back to their pilot, patting the orange-haired man's shoulder afterwards. "You aight bruh. Ay, keep doin' your thing up here. I'ma go see 'bout that right now," Donnie said as his farewell. While he made his way back out, Crow waved the blunt overhead. "Cheers mate!"

[Apollymi]

The family combination that was Postwick and Corbyn had a very interesting set of relationships. Veronica for her part in all of it, was the eldest and had the most relaxed way about her by comparison. While Leon was proud to be a 'wingman' enough to even offer himself to Veronica, that woman could only scoff, "Psh!~ I'm Veronica Corbyn. There isn't a man alive the last ten years who doesn't know exactly who I am and won't do exactly what I want. Save your help for the babies who still need it~" she said with an eye roll. The conversation between Iris and Melty carried on for a few moments and Ronnie herself heard enough to know nothing real would be said while she was there. She understood what Iris and Melty were going through enough to make sure that someone was there to help, but also wasn't going to be the one to keep interrupting Nikki's weekend, lest she be on the receiving end of that girl's anger. And as Veronica made her wandering towards the cockpit obvious, Iris struck. "All right that was just the first part. Now… we have to corner him. If he's still drunk enough that won't be a problem but if I have learned anything through observation, a man with a hard cock can't think. Not really, we use those moments to attack!" Iris pointed out. "That seems like a lot to attack. I don't think even both of us can topple that sort of problem," Melty pointed out as if their strategy was truly something to be considering. "Doesn't matter, you're thinking too small. This whole mystical power extra is new-ish. But he's King Don, he can't always just be making it with super magical people… which means he should be used to more normal stuff… worst case scenarios say we aren't capable of finishing him off, but have to work up to it. My online research says that the weaker person being in charge of the situation is safe, but not fun long-term, if the weaker person is a man, specifically. Knowing that… we should be able to accomplish something as a pair, and every man would be into that… even one who seems it normally," Iris gave her explanation. Melty heard it out and couldn't really argue with anything she heard.

Meanwhile, Donnie was going into the cockpit to have a short conversation, and eventually watching a video of Nikki dancing on camera. While that would go on, Ronnie had plenty of time to approach and would be right outside of the cockpit by the time Donnie came to exit it. "Careful, bruv… those kids are planning your doom out there~" Ronnie told him with a cheeky smirk. Now that he'd actually experienced a moment or three with Iris, he had a better understanding of the problematic activity of her nature currently. All the while, Nikki was in the shower, pulling out products and setting up. Dirty clothing disappearing into her item box, she pulled out soap of her favorite kind, washcloth and other specific items. She made the master bathroom on this plane an extension of her own space, practically moving in, over the moment. She'd also be doing something else as she put up her hair and stripped for the sake of actually getting clean. She'd take her absolutely waterproof phone, and stick it to the wall inside the shower, she'd check the angle of the camera for the best possible show behind her and after she was all wet and sudsy… she formulated her own plan. If Donnie was late getting back to her… she'd call him. After all, she knew that her young cousin and her elder sister couldn't really be trusted. And she definitely could only add more problematic people to that notion with Melty along for the ride.

[Bloodedge]

As one with a functional brain could have expected, Ronnie had no use of a wingman. She was indeed the Veronica Corbyn, who could freely have whatever man she wanted... and a great deal of women as well, if it were her prerogative. Leon's mind worked differently, though. Even as Ronnie walked off toward the cockpit, he still had something to mumble. "Fine. See where I am when you realize I could've made it all better," he uttered. Whether that was heard or not, Ronnie was soon meeting Donnie just inside the cockpit. She came with a warning about the youngest Postwick and the princess. Donnie sighed. "You know I ain't even surprised? It's cool; I'ma find my way to the back right quick," he said while slipping past the woman, not shying from any closeness at all. With that, Donnie was stumbling his way back through the salon.

At that same time, Crow would be seen taking another puff and steadying his phone again. The video he had of Nikki was nearing its end on the second or third replay since it was taken. It seemed he didn't particularly mind another woman being in the cockpit while he brazenly stared at the screen. "Howdy, Sheila! Don't mind me ─ just having a little reminisce over here. Came to see the cockpit, or came for this?" To emphasize his question, Crow held up what little blunt remained ─ just enough to split it with a third interested party, if Ronnie desired. Considering how he'd seen both Nikki and Ronnie, he didn't bother hiding the video from view; they seemed to be close in a rather interesting way based on his personal observation earlier.

[Apollymi]

There was always a certain innocence and dumbness applied to the way someone like Leon thought. Veronica heard his naysaying but had no intention of dealing with it in the moment. She had far too much to do. She wandered off and while she did, the pair of girls launched into their plan. Melty got up, seeming to wander around the plane and instead preparing a trap in the hallway with a door open to block movement at the halfway point which she planned to stand behind. All the while, Iris kept up the work on her laptop. In this case, she was actually looking up the previous night's paparazzi photos of the group going into the club. She found enough camera angles of Nikki to compare to something else, and used them to show differences in her figure and her face, debunking some strange information. She also picked up the metadata of the video she'd begun watching, connecting it back to a familiar phone number and a familiar person and a date of 18 months prior to this post going up. She used a burner account and readied herself to post it on all forums. She also quickly drafted a quick email to several news outlets with the easily accessed metadata and the steps to corroborate her findings, so that when the news got hold of the story it would air with all relevant information. All of this occurred while Ronnie passed Donnie in the hallway. "Yeah, they are probably gonna be trying you on and off for the duration of the trip~" Ronnie gave the warning that not much would settle those two lasses, but would let him find out himself. The trap was already set. As he didn't avoid any extra movement against Ronnie, Iris and Melty were planning a two pronged attack, to sandwich the man into the small space of the hall, and force him away from the bedroom he was headed for, like a detour, using their bodies once he passed out of direct eyesight.

At the same time, Ronnie entered the cockpit and saw Crow watching a video of her sister, with an appreciative whistle. "Woah! Right on, Nik, even I can't shake ass like that~" she said casually. She leaned over the back of his pilot seat and reached for the blunt he was offering. "I'd just come to check on you, make sure she hadn't laid you out or anything~" Ronnie said as she took a couple of deep inhales between practiced fingers and lips. A slow exhale was made afterwards and she'd be passing it back, aiming to slide long legs sideways across the man's lap never getting in the way of his screen and also taking a place most comfortable to continue smoking the rest of that with a casual conversation. There was no time like the present to figure out exactly what Crow had going on, and Veronica wasn't the type for unnecessary discussions.

[Bloodedge]

Ronnie claimed her cousin and the princess would be trying him 'on and off' for the duration of this trip. For a moment, Donnie didn't catch that line properly; he thought she said they'd be 'trying him on' instead. A couple of visions appeared in his mind just to meld with the memory of Nikki's latest video. Whatever the case, he stumbled his way through the salon with every intention of reaching the plane's rear and the master bedroom. Everything seemed relatively normal. Donnie's trip felt like it took ages, but also only moments... and then, he was slowed by an open door to another room. That didn't seem too ridiculous. Maybe someone had left it open? Or maybe that was where Nikki had gone? With neither answer as a certainty, Donnie reached out to grab the door, not closing it yet, but having a slow glance inside as he pulled it closer to shut. "Yo, wassup in here?"

Meanwhile, Crow was hearing Ronnie comment on her own sister's ability to shake her ass. Crow doubted anybody on Earth could move like that; he'd be loathe to lose that video at any point in life. "I couldn't blame ya' if you couldn't! Made it look more like a lifestyle than a skill, she did!" he praised of the other Corbyn. Moving on, Ronnie accepted the offered blunt without any questions, unlike Nikki earlier. Ah, but she did so much more than that. Long legs that were somehow perfectly aligned between the realm of slender and that of thickness, stretched across the pilot's lap. With all the care of a feline, Ronnie managed it without making contact with anything on the console. More importantly, those legs were very exposed and very... attention-grabbing. "You uh... feelin' comfy there, Sheila?" he asked. Obviously, Crow hadn't been laid out by Nikki ─ if only because of that broken condom and a round cut short in all technicality. Why was it obvious, though? Well, Ronnie was likely to feel that the longer her thighs were stretched over Crow's cock. . .

[Apollymi]

A series of potential plans was unfolding around Donnie that he likely wouldn't understand for a while yet. The framework had been set, for Iris to help Nikki, when Nikki was able to realize the problem. Of course, before then… she'd be helping herself to another interaction with Donnie. Melty had been sent to open the door and lay in wait… and after Donnie stumbled past, Iris did what she was always going to do. She rose, moving rather quietly and with all the nimble ability years of sneaky behavior had given her and slipped down that same narrow hallway behind Donnie. Iris's words passed through a waiting Melty's head. 'A drunk man is unsteady on his feet. If he's not expecting it, we can get him into the room by force if necessary but he might stumble in on his own. Then all we have to do is close and block the door with our own bodies initially!' Iris's plan sounded so reasonable but in the moment, Melty was actually quite nervous, but was soon right beside Iris awaiting Donnie's step into the room that would allow them both to pounce. "I wonder that myself. Let's go see~" Iris said from behind him, moving forward while placing her body in the way. She fully intended to move him in with her and Melty, which the princess was willing to help with. As soon as the necessary step inside was taken. If all went according to plan, Melty and Iris would be standing side by side in front of a closed and locking door with Donnie trapped inside with them. All the while, Nikki was running through the early part of her shower none the wiser.

At the same time, Ronnie had commented on a video of her younger sister and then settled into Crow's lap, with all the practice of a feline looking for somewhere comfortable to sleep. She'd taken a couple of puffs of that blunt, while agreeing with the praise that Crow had to offer. "Really is, mate!~ I'm a bit too lazy for all that~" Ronnie claimed with deviousness coming to those golden eyes of hers. She followed the line of sight of Crow and crossed those long legs at the ankle causing the muscles to flex along the depth of those chocolatey thighs while looking at the screen like she hadn't done a thing. "I really am, finding comfortable chairs is so difficult, ya' know?~" she said in the most lightly leading manner. Veronica Corbyn wasn't a woman who was told no, and she was definitely only playing the flirting game because it was something she felt like doing. Cats often toyed with their food before a meal, and what was Crow if not a snack to a woman like her? "You're not uncomfortable are ya? Seems like you're trying to get more comfortable~" she mused like this was a normal day for her, at the same time her hands were running down her thighs and slipping between them, as if she was getting more comfortable, when in fact she was reaching for stiffness beneath her legs, measuring it and figuring out the kind of good time her younger sister had in this same room a few moments prior.

[Bloodedge]

It was completely normal for Donnie to think Nikki might be present beyond that open door. Alas, he was due for disappointment... or perhaps something else? Upon asking what was going on in the room, Donnie felt himself being moved by at least one body. He stumbled forward, hearing a female voice belonging to none other than Iris. It was flirty ─ suggestive, even. Donnie realized he'd fallen into a trap, even before he turned around to see Iris was in the company of Melty. What was going on with his life? Hadn't he already spoken with both of those girls? Without a doubt, this was Iris's doing ─ Melty had been far too flighty for something like this on her own. "Lil' ma, I just gotta ask... how many traps you got for a nigga for real?"

While Donnie had that question hanging in the air, Crow had a dozen questions coming to mind. Most of them revolved around the Corbyn sisters and how their bodies became so well-sculpted. From what he saw, it didn't matter if this one was too lazy for the sort of ass movement her sister managed. Physically, she had more than enough going on to make up for it. Crow's eyes were repeatedly pulled away from the screen, drawn to those legs again and again. It only became a more long-term thing when Ronnie asked about his comfort while her hands were rubbing around and between her thighs. "Well ya'know, a guy can always get more comfortable, I always say~" he answered, breath hitching when he felt where Ronnie's hands were actually aiming. A jolt, a throb, a sharp intake all happened in quick succession. "Found it!" he exclaimed thoughtlessly.

[Apollymi]

In these moments, when time and the stars aligned, Iris found her plan going off without a hitch. She'd spoken to Donnie a bit flirty and he'd turned to find both Iris and Melty standing behind him as he was cornered. There was a smile on Iris's face that made it obvious she felt triumphant, while Melty's own visage held a hint of disbelief and a bit of awe. 'It really worked. Iris really is a genius!' she thought pleased. As for the question posed by Donnie about the number of traps the girl had set for him in a moment like this, Iris managed to look a tiny bit menacing in the moment. "For this particular scenario, there are 7 traps and 5 contingencies in case of emergencies or unforeseeable changes," she said as if quite proud of herself. They'd trapped him in the room, that was the hardest part. Between two attractive girls with enough matching and contrasting color palettes she was sure that even with their lack of actual experience they could get somewhere. And if they managed to bite off more than they could chew, Nikki was emergency button one through three, Ronnie was number four and Dande was the fifth though his would come with light disappointment that they'd given up on a pursuit of King Don. "Being honest, I am terrified by how much she's thought this through, and her plans don't have any flaws I can see… in a game of chess, I'd call it check in 3," Melty gave her own opinion but still stood with hands on hips ready to participate, of course she was… she couldn't be left out of the potential interest. Still a single step in would have the door closed and both girls ready to pounce, unable to believe their good fortune.

At the same time, Ronnie had gone for the lazy route with Crow, but the lad seemed fairly reactive to the whole thing. Unlike many, he managed to be appreciative without having to claim a single negative thing on behalf of either woman. That in and of itself was a bonus that wasn't quantifiable. Just the same Ronnie was reaching between her legs to find Crow's cock and when she did, he announced it as well. "I did, didn't I~" Ronnie said with a flirty tone. "It's got a pretty nice size to it too~" she said while giving his cock a more apt rub. She'd keep doing it, all signs showing her that they were in exactly the right moment for her to take a bit more advantage. Just the same she was waiting for her high to settle, and maybe even intending to make sure his cock was eventually poking up between those thighs of hers as she remained in his lap for a while longer.

[Bloodedge]

It wasn't enough for Donnie to be trapped yet again, this time in a room with both Iris and Melty. Apparently, it was necessary for Iris to set seven traps and almost as many backup plans to get what she wanted. "And you got the princess in on it," he said observationally, just the slightest upward inflection present. Melty praised the amount of planning Iris put into this situation. Frankly, Donnie would do so as well. Checkmate in three, though? Something inside Donnie wanted to challenge that, but he didn't even feel like opening that obvious can of worms. "Aight, you caught me on this one. So what's the deal? 'Cause I was 'bout to... uh... damn," he stammered, seeming a bit lost. "What was I finna do?"

In the cockpit, Crow had seemingly found the comfort they were discussing... and Ronnie found something else that she immediately took credit for discovering in the moment. She could have that discovery and a hundred other things with that approach! Following a comment about his endowment, Crow began mindlessly shifting beneath Ronnie's touch, as though thrusting was coming natural without penetration even being a factor. "Always glad to impress! Tell ya' what, you lot are a little on the insatiable side, aren't ya'? Don't think a fella needs a break between?" he asked even while Ronnie was working toward releasing him into the space between her closed thighs. "I mean... I don't. Well, I should... but I oughta be fine! I've got superpowers!" he decided in the end. This wasn't an opportunity to miss, even if it rubbed him raw. One would think Crow might have learned some statements to avoid speaking aloud, though. . .

[Apollymi]

The princess was indeed in on Iris's plan, but Iris saw that more as a formality than anything else. If being in her own family had taught her anything, it was that there was strength in numbers. As two unawakened individuals, they couldn't count on cooperation with the magical bodied older women. No, their first tries should be with someone equally skilled and experienced, that they would both have a chance to shine in their own element. Iris saw it a little bit clearer than that even, she had less to worry about as far as making herself stand out, if she wasn't drowning in a sea of other women who looked like her at different states of development. Clear lines had to be drawn. "Of course, Melly's my friend," Iris said as if it was the most sensible thing in the world. Still the use of that exact phrase right then did something lightly manipulative, it called upon the friendship of the Princess, who could only count Iris as her very first friend, it reinforced her nerve, in a way that she'd not managed to have it reinforced when she'd attacked this problem alone. Whatever the case, Donnie wanted to know the deal, if he was going to be agreeable, then Iris would carry on, "Well, I've finished my research and I got it on good authority that as long as you don't blow us up with magic, we can at least try it. The weaker person being in charge is reasonable and with two of us it should be easy to find out what's going on and how much we can handle of it!" Iris posited with no hesitation. "We want to see it and get a proper handle on the situation. And if you don't remember what you were doing, it probably isn't that important," Melty pointed out which got an affirmative nod from Iris. Both girls would then be approaching, aiming to walk the lad down and help pull his pants down so they could have that proper look they were going for, Melty on the left, Iris on the right and both looking up at the taller man expectantly. Also part of the plan.

At the same time, Crow was learning that turn order and patience had no place among the Corbyn sisters. Yes, Nikki had only abandoned him about 5 minutes prior, but that didn't mean that Ronnie wouldn't come find out what was going on instead. "Not insatiable… not really. We're just on vacation, having a little fun, yeah?~" Ronnie said as if she wasn't working him out of clothes and putting a cock between her thighs. She'd let him thrust as she wiggled hips against his lap not even bothering to move around too much just yet. She got to hear Crow as he worked his way out of trying to talk her out of anything and simply settled on trying out the next round because he had super powers and all. "You're right, bruv. We got superpowers now…" she offered cheekily. She was a cat, sitting in a Crow's lap and something about that was amusing beyond all reason. "When you're ready, I'll spread these legs out and we'll see what we got going on, yeah?" she offered while subtly shifting as if to encourage the next steps. Unlike Nikki, Ronnie still had at least a couple of those extra large condoms, tucked away, she'd easily have one for Crow that would actually fit and the full intention to get more while they were in America where they were more readily available.