South Park Damien X Pip の小説・ストーリー

🌹 Damien 🌹 The underground safehouse was dimly lit, the harsh fluorescent lights flickering intermittently as the team settled into a rare moment of calm. The air was thick with exhaustion, the weight of their near-constant battle settling heavily on each member of the group. Damien leaned against a table, eyes closed, taking in the muffled sounds of distant gunfire and the steady hum of the bunker’s generators. It had been a long day—too long. The chaos of the mission still lingered in his mind, but for the first time in days, the team had found a brief window to breathe. They were alive. For now, that was enough.

Damien spat out. "Till then, I hope you enjoy the show, and be a good puppet."

Charlie P.O.V. I watched Damien out of the corner of my eye as he moved to the line of clothes Paxton had left up overnight to dry. Paxton was probably the closest to Damien's height, but Damien's thighs and hips were a lot larger and way more muscular than Paxton's. My jaw dropped as Damien pulled them on, getting the zipper up a few inches but leaving the button undone. The trail of dark hair leading down beneath the fabric made me very happy indeed, and I had to swallow hard to keep from drooling.

He clearly was trying so hard to hold back but he was failing at it miserably. "I just a trying to sit comfortably." "Don't give me that b.s, you are enjoying torturing me. Is that it?" "I don't know what you are talking about." Raven feigned fake innocence. Damien smirked, and his hand went to her thigh as her dress was short. He started to caress her up and down. Slow and deliberate. A/N: Hey all I hope you enjoyed this chapter Xxx :P

“I like him. He likes me. And yeah, it’s new, and yeah, it’s fast, but it’s real. He’s been good to me. Really good, Damie.” Agnes chose that exact moment to pipe up from the couch, legs kicked up, popcorn bowl somehow already in her lap (where the hell did she even get popcorn?). “Ohhh shit. This is better than reality TV. Big bro energy activated. Ten bucks says Damien throws the first punch in three… two…” Jace snorted. “I’m taking the under. Damien’s too classy for fists. He’ll just stare Jaxon to death.” I ignored them. My focus was locked on Jaxon.

Arthur said as he landed another punch at the Security Analyst’s face. Snapping out of his trance, Damian walked to the Student Council Treasurer beating Sir Tremblay up. He too was enraged by the photo that he saw and without any hesitation, Damian kicked Sir Tremblay by the side repeatedly. “Bastard. You fvcking bastard! You dare do that to Hestia!? And to my sister too?! You are a paedophile? A fvcking pedo!” Damian shouted as he kicked Sir Tremblay again and again.

ONE Tulip's POV. Tonight was when I would lose my virginity to Damian, my boyfriend, my mate. He had been patient enough to wait ever since our mating ceremony, and I made a secret deal that when I get the approval to be a Coach to Hockey Dreamers players, I shall be ready for sex. I applied the red lipstick on my lips, ensuring I was good to go in the mirror before exiting the dorm room. I was locking up when; "And where is the nerd going, dressed like this?" I heard the voice of Xavier Grey, my childhood bully and Damian's cousin who was also his greatest rival.

“Baby, please, I love you! I'm sorry!” “Don't ‘baby’ me!” Damian screams. His head finally appears, shoving past the doorframe to glare down at his mate. “Mister, 'I've got super sperm and can get my mate pregnant even after he had his uterus removed!' REMOVED! The damn thing was removed, and you still got me pregnant! Ahhh!” Damian roars, grabbing a wicker chair off the balcony and chucking it straight at his Alpha's head. Xavier's eyes widen, and he quickly rolls out of the way. The chair lands right where he was standing a millisecond ago, exploding into a million pieces.

This time, I was the one who laughed out loud, “Oh my Goddess, Ali, why are you asking me about Damien’s sex skills.” “Aww, come on, Vicky, don’t tell me you haven’t done it with him.” I could hear her pouting from her voice. “You are my best friend and we always share everything. So spill, spill, spill.” “Alright, alright,” I laughed again. “Damien’s sex skills… Yeah, they were pretty good.” “Oh really?” I froze when I heard Damien’s voice saying those words. I hadn’t even heard him coming into the room or smelled his scent because I was too focused on talking to Alison.