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And that’s when Mira hits her with a calculating leer, a smirk on her lips as she says, “Do you want to be even better for me?”
The words hit Zoey square in the chest like a mighty punch, something startlingly shocking as the words zip down her spine. A jolting lance of want and arousal that makes her whimper as Zoey peers up at Mira.
Of course she does. She wants to be good for Mira. Wants it so bad that she feels it buzzing in her teeth, feels it itching in her gums, feels the insistent need to be good for Mira brewing in her gut like a dense thunderstorm. It jolts through her body, live and electrifying, beckoning her forth to answer her lover’s call.
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14 Apr 2026
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Grabbing her phone from an unopened box next to the bed, her fingers touched the note she'd left right there as well. Just then she could hear a soft laugh, and, with wide eyes, looked around, startled and pulse spiking in surprise.
“What the-”
Another laugh, this time louder, full-bellied, something she'd heard earlier in the day.
Zoey.
Right.
Their bedrooms shared a wall. A thin wall apparently. Maybe it was a sign to make use of the phone number she had in arm's reach.
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Alpha Rumi is new to the big city, a little bit oblivious, a little bit down bad pathetic, and also a virgin - good thing Omega Zoey is there to handle all that.
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05 Apr 2026
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Soft heat curls in her lower belly, and Mira shudders gently as she feels that warmth taking root before spreading throughout her body. Awakening by lust, inch by inch, until all of her senses are solely focused on the exquisite friction of Rumi’s thigh flushed against her pussy. She’s soaked, the lace fabric practically see-through now, and Mira knows that her pink pussy paints a salacious sight if her lovers were to wake up suddenly now.
They don’t though, still peacefully slumbering away, unaware that Mira is using their bodies to chase her own pleasure. The thought is intoxicating enough to send a vicious thrill zipping up her spine like an electric jolt. She moans, low and throaty, letting the shameless sound carry through the bedroom. They’ve talked about this, yes, but the reality of actually going through with using each other’s bodies for self-pleasure is rare in between their busy day-to-day lives. ‘Free use,’ Zoey had mentioned the proper technical term with a sly grin.
polytrix in the morning with free use
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23 Feb 2026
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Quietly, Mira sat on the sidelines. She was supposed to be focused on helping Rumi make Zoey feel good, but… she liked watching them, letting them get lost in each other, just as much as she loved to take part in ruining their younger girlfriend. But she can't keep her mind from drifting to what it must feel like for Zoey, taking Rumi when she’s so feral and so close to losing herself to the demon. To be taken so carnally, to be so lost in each other's pleasure that Rumi is practically letting her demon half take over her common sense.
She imagines herself in Zoey's position, even though she's never shown interest in bottoming before, and her pride is too big to start now. Still, her mind betrays her, and with the way Zoey rocks above her, she can almost feel how Rumi's hips would press into hers, imagine the bruises Rumi would leave on her. Just thinking about those glowing amber eyes, Rumi taking her in with that hunger she wears so well, makes her thighs clench.
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16 Feb 2026
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Somewhere along the way she’d stopped making flowers and started engaging in psychological warfare with craft supplies.
Halfway through twisting another stem into place, a knock sounded at her door.
“Rumi?” Zoey’s voice drifted through the wood, warm and slightly pouty in that way that always made Rumi weak. “Can I come in? I wanna cuddle. I barely saw you all day.”
Panic hit immediately.
Think.
Think fast.
“I—uh—I’m busy!” she blurted back.
There was a pause.
Unfortunately, panic had already seized control of her brain, and before common sense could intervene, her mouth supplied possibly the worst excuse in human history.
“I’m naked and looking at my body for anatomical reference,” she said in one horrified rush. “I can’t right now, sorry!”
Silence.
Rumi stared blankly at the floor for one long second before slowly lowering her head into her hands.
Why would you say that.
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Rumi attempts to celebrate her first Valentine’s Day and nearly implodes.
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- Part 1 of TC universe
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15 Feb 2026