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Understandably so, Vi was not in the mood to really have fun after Maki, sleeping over last night and holding Erik tightly, placing a soft kiss on his lips, heading to the library for some solo time, some time to just decompress on her own. Reassuring him that it’s nothing to do with him, she just wants to think for a bit, and maybe get some studying done.

‘You don’t have to justify yourself. I get it.”

She kissed him again after that, apologising for not being down to fool around last night. Erik couldn’t help but laugh and hold her in a tight hug, teasing her for even tinking about that, before letting her go off to just consider everything.

It gave him an excuse to hit the gym alone too, not feeling any weirdness when seeing Brandon, not intrusive thoughts as he finally got a much needed work out in. Coming home and able to study without spiralling on the idea that Vi is out there NTRing him, as fun as that would be.

If or when it does happen, he’ll ‘know’ it’s happening. Just not knowing ‘how’.

After having a meaty protein based serve of oven nachos, a short stint in the shower to wash the day off of him, he relaxes back in bed, grabbing a handheld console to see out the rest of the night until sleep is demanded from him.

His phone buzzes however, a quick good night from Vi, to which he happily replies too. And then his eyes are drawn to the email widget.

‘Petite Hana drops a new set

“Want me to come clean your house?”

Available for purchase.’

Erik sucks on his gum, staring at the link in the email.

Maybe… He can game another night…

Hi sir… I’m the maid your wife hired? Should I just start here?

Is everyone into a NTR fetish noawdays? Erik criticises, before realising that he’s thinking about himself. The hard warm cock in his hand a not so gentle reminder of that fact.

Sorry sir, there’s just a bit of dust on the top shelf here

He strokes slowly, this girl reminding him of Ari quite a bit, similar sexy, chaotic goblin vibes.

Oh? No sir, I never wear panties, they’re too restricting.

“Fuck me.” He zooms in on the photo, his hand clutching the phone hard.

Sir!! I’m not your wife sir!

This is striaght up porn. Is this in the future for Vi? The thought is absolutely intoxicating.

“Sir! Fuck! Ram my pussy sir! Let it all out sir!”

“Wow…” Erik lathers some more lotion on his cock, getting closer with each passing second.

“I guess… I have a little bit more to clean sir… Please ask your wife to book me again…”