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Polyswap's 2021 Dusk Promptfest
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assurances.

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Is it really meant to feel this good? He isn't sure, and he's— nervous. Sweet words and gentle touches are well worth the apprehension.

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PROMPT:
Dualscar, despite being an old fuck with an illustrious career, somehow never got around to losing his virginity. Luckily, a very attractive couple are here to help out, and ease him through the process with just the right balance of kind, gentle words and touches to making him cry and beg for more. human or troll Dualscar are both good! and BIG bonus points for mommy/daddy kink!

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She leans over his shy form, fingers meeting with the slight swell of his chest, rising and falling with nervousness. Dark lips part around the question, and it's an honest one to ask, if he's really never been with anyone before. Not even Mindfang. He's honest, because she asks him to be while leaning closer, and he admits it. Never once. Not with anyone, never. Her bra cuts into her full figure, fabric warm to the touch, soft hands spreading over his shoulders as his chin tucks down in nervous awareness. It feels good.

Warm thighs spread over his waist, hips to hips, belly hung over the waistband of her silken panties. But he can't focus on that, when a hand spreads over the beat of his pusher. Leather-covered palm to one pectoral, squeezing and assessing as though he's meat. She sits heavy. The other man leans over him to ask what he wants, cut off by her plea to be gentle. Unable to bring himself to answer, the Alternian stares up at his human partners and flares his fins. But he has to use his words; he's commanded to.

So he confesses. He admits it. He only wants them. He's only ever wanted them, in this moment, more than anything in the world.

The reward is well worth it. Hands cradle his face, grip the base of his horns, soothe him from every upset. His eyes fall shut in bliss, brows pinched tight in a horrific piteous display. Oh, they assure him. They tell him he's safe, loved, that they're here. Mommy's here, Daddy's here, and it's all going to be okay. So he sucks in a breath at their orders, he leans into their beautiful touches, and he is so grateful for it.

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Oh, and there's more in the image alt-text.