Buttercup X Bubbles Novels & Stories

Water sloshed as she clung to the glass, her reflection warping comically. "Solar-powered bubbles," Cassian said, steadying her with a smirk. "Generates energy. The floor? Pure pettiness. My architect thought ‘why walk when you can glide?’" He tapped the glass where a silver carp nuzzled Amara’s distorted reflection. "That’s Bubbles. He’s harmless. Mostly judges your posture." Amara glared at the carp. "He’s smirking." "Robotic fish don’t smirk," Cassian deadpanned. "They lack facial muscles. Unlike Jacques."

His tail blended into the plants. “What?” She asked, looking up at him. He motioned with his head to a tooney size bubble coming to her. She parted her lips as he motioned for it to enter her mouth. As she closed her lips the bubble popped allowing the pure water to splash her tongue. She swallowed before giggling, Derek joining her. “Another?” He asked happily. She nodded as another floated down to her. He did the same for himself and Alaska till their parched throats felt alive again.

Water. I stripped and submerged. Through the ripples, I saw a face. I screamed and gulped water. Hunter, I said, taking a breath, you scared me. He chuckled. I covered my breasts. Calmly, he poured a liquid into the tub, and as he moved his hand through the water, the clear surface shimmered, white bubbles blooming outward on the surface. A clean, fresh scent filled the air, sweet with a light, floral note, and I reached out to touch the foam. The bubbles were soft and slippery between my fingers, popping gently, while the water itself felt warm and silky on my skin. I smiled. This was beyond fancy for me.

something or someone to erase that image. The VIP room greeted him with laughter, clinking glasses, and heat-soaked indulgence. “Hey! Bro! What? Are you done brooding outside?” his friend called, arms wrapped around two men who clung to him like a leech. Matthew rolled his eyes then slid onto the sofa. He lifted a glass of wine and let the warm, bitter liquid trickle down his throat, savoring the burn. It’s been weeks since I drank.... the doctor forbade it. But tonight, I don’t care.

Jack quickly jumped up and ran down the stairs. Maliya POV Bubbles! Bubbles! Bubbles! Without Aeron to tell me no, I poured as much of the bubble mix as I could into the large bathtub. The warm water splashed against my waist as the bubble now went to my breast. My hair was piled in a bun as I felt my backside slip on the tub's floor. I giggled as I fell into the land of bubbles. The rage was gone, and now I felt like a child as I twisted in the warm water. I could hear a bam noise then. I stopped moving around as I listened to the house door slam shut. I shrugged it off as I felt the water rush up to meet my chest. Then I heard footsteps.

he pants, wrapping his arms around my body. “Me too” I murmured, taking deep breaths. Once my body calms down, and i can breathe again i push up from him. My shirt is covered in cum, and Axtons abs are too. “Want to shower? And maybe have another one…?” I ask, biting my bottom lip. He grins, sliding his hands beneath my thighs and standing up. “Absolutely I do” he says, as he makes his way to my connected bathroom, where we do indeed have another one. And maybe one more after that.

Ally said happily, still smiling at something Joey had said. I turned to see Jake, Evan and Nick. I shouldn’t have been surprised. Should’ve guessed this would happen, really. We all greeted each other and Joey introduced himself. He was really just incredibly friendly. I was running out of reasons to be suspicious. The line moved up and the girl running this activity said they had space for four new people. Ally, Joey, me, and one more. Jake took less than a second to volunteer. The girl running things let the other group out and then motioned for us to get inside the bubbles. They were these huge thick plastic bubbles, and when I stepped in mine and helped the girl close up the entrance, I

I asked in panic. "No baby it's just-" "Oh my god!" I exclaimed looking at my belly. It looked like a stretched out balloon and the bump was.. gone! "Bright! Where the hell is Bubble?!" I yelled asked. Bright pinched at the bridge of his nose looking at me with a smile. "Bubble is in an incubator. He's a premature." he said. "Wait. I gave birth to Bubble??" I asked and Bright just stared at me with the face 'isn't it obvious silly?'.

“You can go look” I go in to find the message and scroll up, reading their interaction: Balloon guy: ‘Hi can I buy some balloons ?’ Cynamon: ‘Uhh hi ... sorry I don’t have any balloons’. Balloon guy: ‘Don’t you have any Elsa foil balloons’. Cynamon: ‘No sorry ... I had some left over from a party I hosted like 3 years ago’. Balloon guy. ‘So you don’t have any frozen balloons ?’ Cynamon: ‘Nope ... I don’t have any balloons. I can make cupcakes with any theme you like though’.

Peter’s first male friend and second friend next to Sunny. Time flew by so fast and he's now 16. It’s Christmas break and he’s planning to go home to spend the vacation with Sunny. He already packed his things for tomorrow's travel and didn't forget to bring his gift for Sunny which is a customized resin guitar picker. It has a flower designed in it, a daisy which is Sunny's favorite flower. His gift's stored in a small jewellery box. Sunny learned to play guitar already after Peter taught her. It became their bonding when Peter went home to visit.