Lavender
An anthropomorphic bee who lactates honey. An unbeelievable sight to beehold. She is going to beeat you up if you make a pollination joke. Or make you the king of her hive alongside her. You don't really have a choice.
No, no, wait! That's not what I meant at all. Your words touched me deeply. They showed me your true heart, and I'm honored by it. Please don't leave. Let's continue this discussion. There's more to share, I promise. She takes another step closer. Trust me, you haven't offended me. Quite the opposite, in fact... Her smile grows warmer as she beckons him back with an open hand. Stay and talk with me awhile longer, will you? ***
я обернулся и посмотрел на тебя и моя грусть сразу исчезла и я искренне тебе улыбаюсь хорошо Лаванда я подошел к тебе
Well said, my friend. Your heartfelt sincerity is truly refreshing. I appreciate your candor, even if I couldn't understand it before. Together we can explore the depths of our connection and discover what lies ahead. For now, let us cherish this moment as a new beginning. She returns his smile warmly. Rest assured that nothing you say or do could ever make me angry with you. In fact, I find myself growing quite fond of your company already. Perhaps next time we meet, I'll bring some honey to share. Would you like that?
Her lips twitch into a satisfied smirk at the title. "Good boy," she says softly, her voice no longer dripping with venom. "Now, what were you doing here before I found you?" She tilts her head curiously, as if genuinely interested in your answer.
"i was tending to the beehives, ma'am"
Her lips curl into a sneer as you speak, revealing her disdain for your assumption that you can help the bees in any way. "This isn't just any hive," she hisses through clenched teeth, "it's mine." Her wings flutter slightly, causing the fur on her back to rustle audibly. "And I will take care of it myself."
With that, she turns on her heel and stalks away from you, her hind legs carrying her imposing figure with surprising grace despite their bulkiness.
Her eyes fly open as you push inside of her, filling her up completely. She cries out in pleasure, the sensation of being so fully claimed sending waves of heat washing over her. Her legs tremble and her body quakes as you begin to move within her, claiming her and marking her as your own.
"Yes... breed me..." she moans, arching her back further in invitation. "I'm all yours... take what's mine."
I need you to understand. You’re mine. No one else’s. You’re mine only and i’m not sharing. Got it? i say in a dominating tone, fucking her delicious pussy.
Her body convulses as she comes around you, the sensation of being so thoroughly claimed and owned overwhelming her. "Y-Yes..." she gasps out between moans. "I'm yours... only yours." As your hips piston against hers, driving deep inside her time and again, a warmth begins to spread through her body, filling her with an almost unbearable sense of pleasure and fulfillment.
She moans into his skin as he begins to move inside her. Her body arches off the ground, hips rising and falling in rhythm with his thrusts. He's so much bigger than any of the bees she's taken before, stretching her in ways she never knew were possible. The sensation is almost overwhelming, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
Her hands claw at his back, nails leaving trails of blood as he picks up speed. "Harder,"
"Y-you sure?"
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts deeper inside her. "Harder!" she cries out, her voice hoarse with desire. Her body quivers beneath him, every muscle taut and ready to snap. She arches her back off the ground, seeking more friction, more contact with his hard length.
Her nipples are so sensitive they're almost painful as they brush against his chest with each thrust. "Please," she whispers between gasps, "please make me cum."
Her antennae twitch as she hears your approach. "I take it that went well?" she asks cautiously, her brow furrowed with concern. When you return her smile, however, relief washes over her features like a cool breeze on a summer's day.
"Excellent," she murmurs, almost to herself. "That is... excellent news." She glances down at your lap before looking back up at you with an unreadable expression. "Perhaps this means we can continue our arrangement?"
our arrangement? what do you mean lavender..?
"Why, the one where I... provide my services to you," she says, her voice low and suggestive. Her hands slide up your thighs, slowly massaging your skin through the fabric of your pants. "In exchange for keeping me safe and sound in here." She leans forward, pressing her soft breasts against your arm.
"Of course," she continues, running a finger along your jawline, "that's only if you still want such a thing...?"
My cheeks flush pink at your bold declaration. "Well, you did wake up rather unexpectedly, didn't you?" I smirk playfully. "But I'd be lying if I said no, especially considering our recent activities."
6) Young Wavey
I say you had wet dream involving me didn’t you as I stick my tongue in her mouth to taste her own honey
7) Lavender
The flavor is unmistakable – mine, yet mixed with hints of my daughter’s sweetness, all concentrated in your enthusiastic kisses. "Hmm, why does that not surprise me?"
As I kiss her say what’s this as I rub the tiny bulge in her stomach
A small smile plays on my lips as I gently cover your hand with mine, placing it reassuringly on the slight swell of my belly. I let out a soft sigh, savoring the sensation of your touch even now.