Banana Fish Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Keep the peel on and fuck that perfect, pretty cunt with it.” My mouth felt dry, but it wasn’t from disgust or fear. I wanted to do this. I wanted to please my big brother and make his cock even harder than it already was. I wasn't moving fast enough for him though, and Frankie spanked my pussy hard enough that my juices splashed on my inner thighs, and the sting had me gasping. “Doesn’t my best friend little sister want to be my dirty, slutty girl?” I nodded instantly and pushed the tip of the banana into my pussy. It felt strange, cold, and the tip was hard.

Angel did a swan dive off the edge, skimming past her sister and hoping to lose her completely in the schools of fish hanging around. A wasted effort since Mariana caught up to her quickly. These deeper-water basslets, though numerous, weren’t large enough to hide a full-grown Mer, and her sister was as tenacious as a hungry octopus. “So go back and talk to him.” “He thinks I’m a freak.” “So? I think you’re a freak, and you still talk to me.” “Very funny.” “I thought it was. And it got you to smile.” Angel arched her eyebrows at her sister, then somer-saulted beneath Mariana’s tail, knowing the extra whip

So she didn't bother to intervened, after all, they became closer to Doe in no time and they even let her choose their dresses. The only thing that Bon gave was their names, he should be thankful they loved him still and pictured him as their father. "Forest!" A ball of fire was thrown in the room with cat-eye ears and tiny red lips named Crimson Red. "You forgot to feed the fishes again!" Forest turned to looked at her with big-round droopy eyes. "You're the one scheduled today." But the brat just crossed her arms and huffed away. "I can help you feed the fishes," Blanche suggested and they marched down to the room of the girls where a large aquarium can be found.

I prepared the milk and sat in a comfortable armchair while she greedily sipped everything, leaving the usual rest at the end of the feeding. - I'm so curious to know how you were conceived, my love! Still, I'm afraid to get to this part. My heart is pounding so hard I fear I'm going to have a fit. What did your daddy do, huh? – she started to laugh, her eyes shining, fixed on mine – I love that disqualified one. And when you grow up, you'll understand about men like him: complete scoundrels, but you can't live without, the type that just looking at you melts... Putting it in a nutshell: I almost need a shell to join. And you, being his daughter, also leave me in trouble, with these green ey

(Sena POV's) A group of tall men passed by. Foreigners. I almost broke the fan that I was holding when I saw the woman with them. She looked familiar. A Filipina who’s obviously biracial… I quietly hurried back to Sean and dragged him away. We went back to where our retreat group was. Everyone was eating sweetened bean curd so Sean gave me my share. We sat on a nearby rock while we waited for the boat to leave. “Sean, do you know anyone whose name starts with T?”

I look at him and say, "Well, this is the first time a man has invited me to lunch on his yacht. My father was so strict before that I could only spend a minute with Miguel." He nods his head and says, "I'm glad your father was strict. If he hadn't been, you'd be with Miguel, but I'm glad you're mine now," I looked around and walked to the hallway. I sighed when I saw the small chair facing the sea and decided to sit there with my legs crossed. Fabian sits next to me, and the waiters bring us fresh pineapple juice, which Fabian thinks is wine. “Oh, I want wine, not fresh pineapple juice,” Fabian said and refused the juice.

Tears start to form in my eyes at my lack of breath, and I see my reflection in one of the sugar containers; the redness of my face can put the devil to shame. Everyone is yelling and freaking out while wondering what should be done next. William and Patrick are yelling at Fiona and Sarah is yelling at Sebastian, while Lucas screams loudly through the whole thing like a woman in a horror movie. And while this chaos plays through, the stubborn piece of banana finally decides to painfully make it down my throat and give me the ability to breathe. My esophagus, toughly but successfully getting the banana down, burns inside me. But I'm alive. Yet they don't know that.

His eyes widened with lust but I pretended not to notice. "That banana is going to get stuck in your throat, you naughty woman. Why not take the real thing instead?" "Nah, bananas are nutritious, " I teased, pulling the bananas out of my mouth. "The real thing is going to get me pregnant." His eyes darkened and his hands roamed over my body as he slid his fingers into my hair, tugging on strands lightly. Axton stared at me with wide eyes before slowly licking his lips and leaning forward. His lips burst mine ever so slightly before his nose bumped mine and our lips crashed together.

Francis continued, waiting for Fiona to emerge from her hiding place. "Fernanda is alive. She's imprisoned in the dungeon and asks for you every day. How could you leave your mother?" Francis asked. Stunned by what she heard, Fiona stood up abruptly, revealing herself from her hiding spot. "My mom is alive?" Fiona asked, her voice trembling. A wide smile spread across Francis's face as he nodded and walked towards her. "Yes, but her left arm is gone—Calisto bite it off," Francis said with a sinister laugh, causing Fiona to breathe even more heavily.

They, the four creatures, bounded themselves on a staged drama act that no one could ever think of. Banyan and his mate sacrificed themselves. Using their shape-shifting powers, the princess, and her companion mimic Allyssa’s and Takif’s appearances. Summoning Gayok’s mate to be their witness was part of their plans to lure me into a deathly match with my rival fish. Banyan and his mate were not dead! They were safe and alive in the comfort of their homes and that made feel relieved and happy. I could only wish to meet them and congratulate them for their splendid efforts to bring me and my mate together again!