Penguin's ladies come in

The door gently opened. Aaron didn't bother glancing at the intruders, too preoccupied by his work. Three women, sexy and wearing skimpy clothes, entered the room with the intent to fight. But seeing the creampied rabbit woman and the long line of cum connecting to a foot-long cock, they stopped.

"Hey, you…"

Aaron turned, uncaring of his naked form, and glancing at the three women suspiciously. The woman who called for him, who spoke in a stuck-up and bitchy fashion, was a raven-haired woman with a pixie cut. Wearing a short jacket, a bunny suit, and collar, it was clear she was an unruly but loyal henchwoman. But seeing his sway cock, the river of cum bubbling from the whore, and his picture-perfect form, she inhaled sharply and got lost in his overwhelming masculinity.

"What?" Aaron raised a brow, pretending to be agitated. Then, looking at their bodices, he said, "Are you here to entertain me too?"

"No, don't be ridiculous," chided the bunny suit woman, "I am Lark. This is Raven and Jay. We belong to the Penguin."

Lark was a stereotypical bad bitch. He didn't pay her too much attention. However, Raven and Jay caught his eye. Raven with her long black hair and magician's outfit, very much like the global sensation, Zatanna Zatara, but much less voluptuous. Jay was a cropped blonde wearing a pink-coloured attendant's outfit. Sexy and provocative were what he would use to describe the pair.

'The Penguin sure knows how to dress his women,' Aaron noted in admiration.

"Oh. Right. You three are the waitresses here. I saw you. Tell Mr. Cobblepot I'll be there in a second." It was easier to play the rule of a fuckboy mercenary than he thought. It was scarily natural. "Give him my sincerest apologies and thanks. The whores he has are great." Seeing Raven and Jay's devouring gazes, he added, "Unless one of you wants to clean my dick?"

Jay went gobsmacked while Raven seemed to seriously consider it, but of course somebody had to ruin it.

"No! No," Lark said, giving her partners a stern look. "We serve the Penguin. Okay, girls?"

"Okayyy," they drawled as they watched him pull his pants up.

Lark tapped into her earpiece. "Mr. Cobblepot, he's here. He was merely preoccupied by one of our girls."

Aaron was too busy putting on his shirt to hear the response in her earpiece. Regardless, he grabbed his own earpiece, plopped it in discreetly, and turned it on. He could hear a subtle buzz come to life.

"Finally, you're back." Shug-R sighed in relief. "Did something happen? Is the mission still a go?"