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Superheroes with Secrets: Kirby's 32nd Birthday [Part 1] (Fic Part 195. Set in 2002)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor @thedollmaker16

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/‘Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Gregory Shane 'Hurricane' Helms x 'Prince of Punk' Shannon Moore

Shannon bites his lip in excitement at the idea, "I hardly ever get to work from life. I usually have to work from memory. That's why… that's why his face is blank in half my book."

"Oh, well, if you do want to draw from life, feel free, I have my nude sketchbook and a picture of me and Shane after… we had sex in the graveyard." She admits sheepishly, blushing a deep red.

"In the what now?" He tries to keep from giggling.

"There's a graveyard about five minutes walk down the street and me and Shane were going to take our engagement and wedding invite photos there, and I told him how intriguing his eyes were and one thing led to another and we fucked in the graveyard, and Shane wanted to keep the memory and have a private photo of the moment." She explains, getting redder as she continues talking.

"Can I see that photo some day?"

"You can see it now if you want."

"Fuck yeah I wanna see it now."

Kirby goes to her desk, pulling open the drawer and grabbing the photo before walking back to Shannon and handing him the photo.

"Holy shit…" he whispers, looking it over and pulling in every detail, "he really has been working out. I knew he got buff fast, but… when was this taken?"

"This was taken I think a week before we got married, maybe two weeks before we got married… and he had just survived a fight with my crazy, and now dead, ex-boyfriend, Erik." She explains.

"Christ, wouldn't have been more than… three months ago?"

"Yeah, I think that's right, we got married on the ninth of September, so this would have been the fourth, but Shane moved fast, met me, started dating and then we got married in quick succession, kinda fitting that I call him mon ouragan d'amour."

"He's gained like… thirty, forty pounds of muscle since this was take… maybe I'm highballing, but he's gotten big fast…"

"It's not all muscle, there's a little bit of dad bod fat going on." Kirby jokes.

"Maybe in his ass, and a smidgen around his waist, but our boy's beefy."

"Beefy daddy, pure North Carolinian beef, what does that make us?"

"I wanna say it makes you mama cow, but I know way better than to call a woman a cow, cause my Mama didn't raise a suicidal fool, but I'd guess I'd be lean beef."

"So, I'm a highland cow, soft but tough? You know what a highland cow looks like Shannon, they're all soft and fuzzy but they have horns that can fuck you up."

"Yeah! Exactly!"

"So if you two are beefy boys, I'm the soft one who could easily fuck people up if they fuck with us."

"You're Mama Bear. You're soft and cuddly, but only an idiot would mess with you because you're also big and tough and could kill someone very easily if you wanted to."

"Yeah, but scaring the shit outta folks keeps you out of prison." She chuckles, messing with Shannon's hair.

"That's true."

"You should get some rest, I can show you the rest of my nude drawing of Shane tomorrow, as a treat for being so nice to me today."

"Kirby, tomorrow's your birthday. I get to treat you." He grins, kissing her cheek gently.

"I haven't celebrated my birthday with people I have sex with, ever, so you will have to forgive me if I get a little too handsy tomorrow." She explains, yawning and putting the picture back in the drawer before climbing into bed between Helms and Shannon.

Helms curls up to her instinctively and Shannon wraps his arm around both of them, settling in softly with a happy sigh.

The three wake up at the sound of their alarm going off, "mon mari, can you chuck the alarm at the wall, please." Kirby yawns.

Without hesitation, Helms does exactly that. It stays intact when it lands on the carpet, but shuts off.

"Merci, mon amour. I don't want to get out of bed just yet, but now I can't go back to sleep."

"No. Sleep. Stay. Bed warm. Outside bad." Helms mumbles.

"Caveman talk, really? I was gonna suggest we fuck and you use the caveman talk? Shannon, can I fuck you?" Kirby whines.

"Absolutely." Shannon grins.

"I would have sex with Shane, but the caveman talk doesn't really turn me on." She whispers, kissing Shannon and straddling his crotch, ghosting her fingers over his abs and down to his cock before she starts stroking him, just to get him hard before she slips his cock into her wet heat.

He sighs happily, his head tipping back as her cunt squeezes him gently, "God that feels good…"

She slowly starts riding him, moaning softly, "you like this, ma colombe?"

"Fucking love this."

"You want to grab me, or maybe get a little rough?"

"You sure you want me to?"

"I wouldn't suggest something I didn't want."

"Works for me." He grins, grasping her hips to thrust up into her hard.

"Oh fuck yes." She moans, gradually getting louder.

He keeps up the pace, working his own hips against hers to get deeper. Kirby's moans get louder as she gets closer to her climax, breathing heavily.

"Cum for me." He pants softly.

She cums, moaning his name and kissing him deeply as she stays on top of him. He kisses her back deeply, savouring every moment of her lips against his.

"Do you think you could go another round?"

"As many as you want, birthday babe."

"I want you and Shane to have your way with me." She purrs.

"Same time?"

"Yeah, same time or by yourselves, as many times as you want, but no edging me, and if you have to cum, you cum in me… let's see how many times we can get freaky today."

"Sounds like a perfect kind of day."

"So, what would you like to do with me?"

"Well, I've already got pussy dibs. Give Shaney a kick in the ribs to wake him up so he can take your pretty peachy ass."

"Oh mon mari," she purrs, sliding one hand down Helms' chest to his crotch and wrapping her hand around his dick and slowly stroking his cock in an attempt to wake him up, "you have to get up, my hero, get up and claim my pretty little ass."

"Claim your ass?" He murmurs, his accent extra thick after waking up.

"Yes, my hero, put that big beefy dick of yours in my ass, and listen to my plan for today."

"Yes, ma'am." He grins, climbing to his knees to position himself.

"I have already explained this to the little blonde bitch, ma colombe, but I want you two to have your way with me, as many times as possible today, if you want to cum, you cum in me, either together or alone, no edging, so even if we get interrupted, you gotta make me cum before you leave me."

"Oooh, I relish a challenge. Before we really start, I say no one goes more than three orgasms without a water or snack break. Once you reach that, tap out."

"Deal."

"Deal." Shannon agrees, thrusting up into Kirby quickly, but not roughly. Just to startle her a little.

"Oh, ma colombe." She hisses.

Determined not to be outdone, Helms lines himself up and after quickly slickling himself, he pushes inside her ass.

"Mon mari, mon amour, please… more."

"At the same time?" Shannon pants.

Helms nods in response, already sensitive from the early hours.

"You gonna make me scream, boys?"

"Damn right we are." Helms purrs in her ear as they begin thrusting into her at the same time.

She moans in delight, whispering out swear words in Welsh and French.

"Translation?" Shannon whispers.

"Most of what I just said can be summarized as 'fuck, shit, fuck, more."

"Glad to know we're doing well."

"You are doing very well, ma colombe, and mon mari, you can grab my tits if you want, don't hesitate, boys, enjoy me as much as I'm enjoying you."

"Would make better handles." Helms chuckles, reaching around to grope her.

"I love you boys, so much."

"Love you too." Helms whispers.

"Shane, I'm gonna cum."

"Do it. Cum for us."

Kirby moans loudly as she cums, breathing heavily and leaning against Helms for support. Shannon pushes up into her hard, pining her against Helms' chest as he reaches his edge. She squirms slightly and moans softly.

"That felt pretty damn nice…"

"Glad I could satisfy you."

"Satisfied both of us." Shannon moans softly.

"You both satisfied me as well, ma colombe."

"Feels like a damn good start to the day."

"And it's only going to get better."

"Hell yeah it is."

"We should get some breakfast and then see if you two feel up to some more fucking."

"We'll be up. Just need some brain food."

Kirby moans as she feels Helms cum in her and pull out, "oh, mon mari."

"Dripping, hon?" He smirks.

"I can feel it dripping down my legs, my hero."

"Beautiful. Isn't she, Shannon?"

"Stunning."

"You know what, I am gonna put off getting dressed until I need to."

"Don't mind that at all." Shannon licks his lips a little.

"I am gonna do my morning routine and then… pancakes for breakfast."

"Oh Kirby, you saint." Helms grins.

"What can I say, I know what you like, my hero and I happen to like pancakes too."

"Lilith's gonna come out addicted to pancakes."

"Lilith is probably gonna be addicted to pancakes, like her daddy."

"And you bet your ass I'm gonna be feeding them to her every chance I get." Helms grins.

"Ya gotta wait until she's able to eat solid food first, mon mari." Kirby murmurs as she kisses him gently and heads to the en suite bathroom.

"Pancakes are barely solid, but I get where you're coming from."

"I'm not putting pancakes in a blender just so you can get our daughter addicted to them."

"I mean they're really soft. In small bites you don't even need teeth."

Kirby mumbles out a muffled 'Gregory Shane Helms, listen to me' as she brushes her teeth.

"I won't get her addicted to pancakes before her teeth come in." He acquiesces dramatically.

She messes with his hair, mumbling out a muffled, 'thank you baby daddy'.

"My pleasure, hon."

"God I fucking hate mint." She whispers after finishing her morning routine, looking like her usual gothic princess self.

"Then why use mint toothpaste?" Shannon asks, still draped over the bed with his hair falling over the edge.

"Because I have always used mint toothpaste and it's always the one with the most 'health benefits' or so the adverts would have you believe."

"But you hate it. And all toothpaste is made with the same ingredients. Mint may be the only adult flavour, so use kids toothpaste." He shrugs.

"I honestly had never thought about that option."

"I may not be brilliant, but I'm great at filtering common sense."

"Shannon, do you think I look too gothic?"

"If anything, not enough."

"More black, or maybe red or burnt orange?"

"Ooh, could be either."

"Perhaps, smoky eye, blend from burnt orange to a deep red, with some black eyeliner and ombre lips?"

"That'd be so hot."

"Ooh, maybe… right, where did I put those blood drop earrings, and the matching necklace?" She murmurs, looking through her jewellery boxes.

"Blood drop earrings? Could I borrow those sometime?"

"Yeah, if you want I'll buy you a pair… ooh, Shane, we should take Shannon shopping for gothic stuff… oh, before I forget, if you want me to, at any time, I will gladly do your makeup."

"You mean that?"

"Yeah, I do Shane's makeup when he wants, and I could always use the opportunity to chat with you and get closer… ooh, I found the blood drop stuff, what do you think of this, ma colombe?"

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coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe · 2 years ago

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Superheroes with Secrets: By The Fire Side (Fic Part 194. Set in 2002)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor @thedollmaker16

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/‘Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Gregory Shane 'Hurricane' Helms x 'Prince of Punk' Shannon Moore

Helms is already losing his mind with pleasure after the first two orgasms in his pants.

"You are such a naughty boy, mon amour, getting all messy because of me, I should be punishing you." She teases through moans.

"Do it." He whispers, almost begging.

"You want punishment," she whispers, sliding off his dick and stroking it, using her own juices as lube, "you want me to treat you like a bad boy?"

"Yes please."

"You know what happens when you're bad?" She teases, ghosting her lips over his neck.

"What happens?" He whispers.

"You don't get to cum until I say you do." She whispers back, squeezing the base of his dick and kissing him gently.

"Oh god…" he whispers, his eyes almost rolling back.

"Be a good boy and you can cum, if you're a very good boy I'll let you cum inside me."

"I'll be good. I promise I'll be good." He whispers.

"I'm not finished punishing you, mon mari." She whispers, slowly slipping his cock into her, but not moving, moaning as she feels him twitch inside her.

He's struggling hard to keep from reaching orgasm, squirming and moaning.

"You want more, sexy husband? You want to cum? You want your reward for promising to be good?"

"Yes! God, yes!"

"I'll let you cum, but only because I love you… you vampiric sex God."

He moans loudly as he cums hard, almost seeing stars.

"Good boy, my love, very good." She whispers, kissing him gently and adjusting herself to once again ride his cock.

Seeing Helms in a state of oversensitive ecstasy like that brings Shannon closer to the edge as he quickly strokes himself.

"Shannon, do you like seeing Shane beg?"

"Fucking love it." He hisses.

"Do you want me to do it again, make him beg for more?"

"Yeah. I wanna hear just how desperate you can get him."

Kirby smirks, riding Helms before sliding off and squeezing the base of his dick, watching him squirm.

"Love watching you make him desperate like that…"

"I gotta make sure I don't do it too much, or he'll faint."

"Up to you." He shrugs.

"Shannon, I wouldn't let you faint so I wouldn't let Shane fait, I don't like seeing people I love faint. I know, personal preference and all that, but it scares me."

"To each their own. It wasn't on purpose when I made him faint, it just wasn't a big deal is all I'm saying."

"Ah, so you accidentally made him cum too hard? How do I do that?" Kirby questions teasingly.

"You edge him for five hours straight."

"Five hours, no wonder he fainted Shannon, even Viagra and condom boxes tell you not to have an erection for longer than four hours."

"We figured that out," He chuckles sheepishly, "we were fifteen and didn't know any better, Not a lot of sex ed around those parts."

"I kinda think the lack of sex ed for you guys was better than what happened with me." She murmurs, blushing a light pink.

"I hesitate to ask."

"I got used as an example of what happens if you have sex before your married, and then after that the only sexual experiences I had were using my hands and mouth, wasn't until I met Shane that I actually had sex with someone, other than giving people pleasure and getting nothing back."

"Jesus, that sounds awful…"

"Never mind the fact that I pretty much got used by my three exes, and got stabbed in the pussy by someone when I was younger, and had to have surgery to put me back together… the less said about that experience the better."

"…it's kind of a miracle Lilith is around, huh?" He whispers.

"Yeah, she's truly a miracle baby."

"I'm gonna do my best to make sure she stays safe."

"Oh I don't doubt that at all, I'm pretty sure we're all gonna make sure she's safe constantly."

"She's gonna be my goddaughter. It's my job to make sure she grows up safe and happy, no matter what."

"Thank you, Shannon, I mean it… Shane, stop squeezing my ass ya goofball." She murmurs, trying to keep herself composed.

"I'm trying to see if he was right, and he is. You've got a perfect peach."

"You fucking goofball, are you trying to add to the list of reasons why I love you right now?"

"All the time."

"Shane, can you focus on making me cum for two seconds, mon mari, stop squeezing my butt and make me scream your name."

"As you wish, my love." He smirks before beginning to thrust upwards into her.

Kirby moans in ecstasy, "oh mon Dieu, mon mari, oh putain."

"Make her cum, Shane." Shannon hisses, nearing his own climax.

Kirby screams his name as she cums, breathing heavily and slowly coming down from the high. Helms and Shannon follow her not long after with Helms spilling inside her and Shannon on top of both of them.

"I'm so fucking glad we don't live close enough to make our neighbours call the cops when I scream." Kirby chuckles.

"Same here. Cause they would for sure."

"I'm sorry, I'm a screamer, I'm just glad I can somewhat control it."

"Never have to around here." Helms smirks.

"You like making me scream, don't you, mon mari?" She purrs.

"Fucking love it."

"I love you, both of you, my boys, my beautiful boys."

"Love you too, Kirby." Shannon smiles as he bends down to begin cleaning them both off.

"You're such a good, blonde little bitch, Shannon." She teases.

"Oh come on, I just came, don't get me riled again." He chuckles.

"I'm sorry, it was too tempting." She chuckles softly.

"Think that might be part of it? Liking the kind of… effeminate nicknames? Could that have been a sign I'm not… all the way guy?"

"Maybe, wait, that means I could try out some more feminine nicknames for you, like… mon chou, or ma biche, that doesn't mean bitch, it means doe, like the female deer."

"Maybe tell me what each one means first." He chuckles.

"Mon chou means my sweet bun, like a chou à la crème, a cream filled pastry. Ma biche and ma bichette means my doe. Ma colombe means my dove. Mon sucre d'orge means my little candy. You can decide if you want me to call you one of those or something else."

"I kind of like colombe. It's kinda sweet."

"I can call you ma colombe, if that is what you want."

"I'd like that."

"Then from now on, I have ma colombe and mon ouragan d'amour."

"Think I win the nickname game." Shannon grins.

"Just focus on cleaning the mess you made, ma colombe." Kirby chuckles.

"I can handle it. You act like I've never licked up my own cum before."

"That was a mental Image I was not expecting."

"Kirby, I've been a near-constant bottom my whole life. Been with lovers a lot less kind than you. Cum guzzling comes with the territory."

"Yeah, the mental image was more along the lines of you trying to suck your own dick."

"Not all the way, but I can tease myself a little."

"Jesus, how flexible are you, ma colombe, you're like a human rubber band."

"If you help me stretch a little, I could show you."

"Maybe we could save that for tomorrow morning?"

"Good call. It's easier when I'm hard. Could be your birthday gift."

"I'm gonna be thirty two, I don't want to be thirty two, I wanna just reverse my age for like four years and then stay in my twenties."

"What's the point of that? You're in your twenties and you don't know who you are or where you're going in life. Takes until twenty-five to have an idea of who you might be and longer than that to put it into action." Helms shrugs.

"Shane, I feel like everyone looks at me for guidance because I'm the oldest."

"Maybe they do. But you don't have to give that guidance. It's not your job."

"Then why do I feel like it's my job?"

"Because you're the oldest. People look to their elders for wisdom. That's how I felt until I met you. Ever tried to wrangle two Hardys and a Shannon?"

"Have you ever tried listening to the problems of everyone on the roster because they know you're the female locker room leader, Undertaker's right hand gal?"

"Can't be easy."

"It isn't easy. I go to work, I listen to people's problems. I come home, I listen to Kealani and Delilah's problems. I go out with the guys, I listen to the BSK's problems. I hang out with my family and listen to their problems. What do I get in return? 'oh thanks, Kirby, you're a really good listener, I feel like I could tell you all of my problems', and, 'oh thanks, K, you are such an intelligent person', and then they bugger off and don't listen to my problems."

"That's gotta be rough…" Helms murmurs, rubbing her back gently.

"I just want to have a break from constantly being everyone's shoulder to cry on, I want my own shoulder to cry on every now and then, ya know."

"Well, it ain't much, but you've got four perfectly good shoulders right here." Shannon offers gently.

"I know… I miss my dad, and Yokozuna… and Owen, I just want to be able to hug them one last time, but I can't and I try to move forward but then people from my past come back and it gets harder to keep going."

"But you're going. You're moving on," Helms whispers, tracing little soothing circles on her skin, "you're making progress. Things… things just happen in this business of ours…"

"I know, I know, I feel so stupid every time I break down because I have to force myself to be strong, silent type at work and I just want to be me, not the stupid fucking characters Vince made me be for so long, I just want to be comfortable in my own skin and not feel like the world is watching me because of who I am and who I'm related to."

"It ain't stupid to break down. Sometimes that's just what you need to do."

"I want to be strong for you guys and Lilith, but I feel so useless and weak and I'm tired all the time." Kirby murmurs, wiping tears away from her eyes.

"You don't need to be strong all the time. That's no way to go through life. You try to be strong all time and you worry about everything and you go grey like Helms." Shannon points out.

"Ouch. But you're not wrong. Weakness keeps you sane, Kirby. Allow yourself to feel and express feelings. Your body is going through hell keeping two people alive. Just… cut yourself some slack."

"I just want to sleep, that's all I want right now, sleep and the ability to relax for the final couple months before Lilith's born."

"Then you sleep. After tomorrow, once we get him moved in, either Shannon or I are gonna be here with you at all times until she gets here."

"Thank you, both of you, mon mari and ma colombe, you two keep me sane in this mad world we live in." Kirby whispers before getting up, gathering her clothes and heading to bed.

Helms follows her to bed, leaving Shannon to lock up the house for the night. In that moment, he feels like the silent prayers he's been saying every night to a God he hardly believes in got answered. He has a family again. One who loved him back.

"Shannon, ma colombe, do you sleep in the nude?" Kirby asks gently, accidentally spooking Shannon by tapping his shoulder.

"Um, sometimes. Depends how cold it is out."

"Shane sleeps in the nude, sometimes he forgets or is too tired to get under the comforter, so sometimes I get a good chance to draw him while he sleeps… thought you may like to know that, in case you ever want to draw him."

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coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe · 2 years ago

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Differences Between Reality and SWS: 2001-2003

Taglist: @tantamount-treason @thedollmaker16 @piratewithvigor

Please like or reblog this to show you have read it. (I would prefer a reblog because then we can have conversation)

Key: Same as our timeline. Change. OC stuff.

Notes:

Kirby Andréa Roussimoff is born in 1970.

Delilah Keshet Rosenbaum is born in 1974.

2001

WWF creates the 'Intergender Tag Titles', the first champions are Stephanie McMahon and Triple H.

The Invasion happens.

Ric Flair returns to the WWF.

TLC 1 happens.

The Hurricane (Gregory Shane Helms) marries The Blacklight Bandit (Kirby Andréa Roussimoff) on WWF Television.

Behind the scenes Shane Helms marries Kirby Roussimoff and a couple months later Kirby steps back from wrestling due to pregnancy.

Also behind the scenes: Lita (Amy Dumas) gets engaged to Matt Hardy. Molly Holly (Nora Greenwald) gets engaged to Spike Dudley (Matthew Hyson).Trish Stratus (Patricia Stratigeas) gets engaged to Christian Cage (William 'Jay' Reso) and Jeff Hardy gets engaged to Delilah Rosenbaum.

2002

WWF becomes WWE. The Brand Split happens.

The NWO comes to WWE.

TNA starts up.

Brock Lesnar, Randy Orton, Batista and John Cena debut.

Bischoff as General Manager.

The Katie Vick storyline DOES NOT HAPPEN. SOMEONE SEES SENSE AND SAYS 'WE ARE NOT DOING THIS'.

Behind the scenes: Shane and Kirby Helms adopt Harleen Dark Phoenix Helms a couple months after the birth of their daughter Lilith Raven Helms. Amy 'Lita' Dumas marries Matt Hardy, becoming Amy Christine Hardy aka Lita Hardy. Nora Greenwald (Molly Holly) marries Matthew Hyson (Spike Dudley), becoming Nora Kristina Hyson and joining the two kayfabe families. Patricia Stratigeas (Trish Stratus) marries William 'Jay' Reso (Christian Cage), becoming Patricia 'Trish' Anne Reso. Delilah Rosenbaum marries Jeff Hardy, becoming Delilah Keshet Hardy.

2003

Austin retires. Kane unmasks (but is actually shaved totally bald). Goldberg debuts.

Behind the scenes: Lita gives birth to Priscilla Teagan Hardy. Molly/Nora gives birth to Joseph Spencer Hyson. Trish gives birth to Laila Gianna Reso. Delilah gives birth to Zachary Asher Hardy & Israel Elazar Hardy.

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coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe · 2 years ago

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Superheroes with Secrets: Finding Yourself (Fic Part 193. Set in 2002)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor @thedollmaker16

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/‘Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Gregory Shane 'Hurricane' Helms x 'Prince of Punk' Shannon Moore (Circa 2002)

"If you want to, remember, I want you to fulfil your fantasies, so whatever gets you off, as many times as you can get off, it'll torture Shane until he gives in and makes me know who I belong to."

"Oh, I see the game here," he grins, "Lie down for me?"

She nods, laying down for him and spreading her legs to give him better access. He crawls over her body and wastes no time in sliding inside her, savouring every moment of it. She moans in ecstasy, her hips bucking up slightly as she adjusts to Shannon's girth.

"Tell me if it's too much." He whispers.

"Don't worry, I'll tell you, just pick up the pace slightly, ya little blonde bitch… you like that don't you, being called a bitch?"

"Fucking love it." He hisses, smirking.

"Why don't you make me scream your name, blondie, make me submit to your will."

"You saying you want me to speed up?"

"No, I'm saying I want you to be rough."

"Good girl." He grins, shoving in roughly.

"Oh yes, more, please."

He starts picking up his pace to match his roughness, nearly pounding into her.

"Oh fuck, Shannon, yes, oh putain, fuck me and fill me, please."

Helms is breathing hard as he watches the scene, groping himself through his pants.

"You like what you see, Shane, you wanna get off to the little blonde bitch making me scream his name as I cum?"

"Fuck yes I do." He hisses, pulling out his cock to stroke himself properly.

"I thought I told you to keep it in your pants, are you gonna disobey me?"

"I'll shove it back in to cum, but I feel like I'm gonna die having it in there…" he whines.

"Shane, you better cum in your pants, and you better stay hands off, I want you to beg for it, I want to see you squirm instead of me."

"Oh, fine…" he groans, sliding it back in.

"Good boy, my love… oh, Shannon, I'm so close, oh mon Dieu." Kirby whispers, cumming but feeling Shannon continue to fuck her hard through her climax.

Helms groans watching her cum around Shannon.

"Oh God, how many times do you plan on making me cum, Shannon?"

"As many as I can."

"I'll make myself comfortable then." She whispers.

"Good call."

"God, you're a tight fit, Shannon."

"Cause of his massive horse cock." Helms murmurs.

"Do I detect a hint of jealousy in your voice, mon ouragan d'amour?"

"Jealous? Me?"

"Yeah you, my Hurricane of love, are you jealous?"

"I'm secure in knowing you'll come back to me at the end of the night."

"Of course I will, I love you… oh fuck, Shannon… oh Shane." Kirby moans as she cums.

"God, I'm close…" Shannon pants softly.

"Give in to the urge, you little blonde bitch, I know you want to."

His head tips back as he reaches his limits, spilling inside her.

"You're such a good boy, Shannon, oh putain… mon mari, I love you."

"I love you too…" Shannon whispers without thinking.

"Well, I would hope you love me when you have your dick in me." Kirby chuckles softly, stroking Shannon's hair.

"You're… you're not mad?"

"No, I'm just surprised that after having feelings for Shane for so long, suddenly you have feelings for me too. I kinda expected you to be… well, gay, I guess."

"I am, I think. I thought. Except for you." He murmurs.

"Maybe you're bi, or pansexual, that doesn't mean that you're attracted to cookware, it's a term for someone who is attracted to people regardless of if they're male, female, transgender or otherwise gendered, like you could be with the same partner but one day they feel masculine, the next feminine, but you still love them."

"Wait a second, hold your horses, that's a thing? That…" he waves his hand around trying to remember the word she used, "… otherwise gendered?"

"Yeah, some people don't feel like the words male and female fit them, so they don't want to be called a he or she, most often they prefer the words they and them." Kirby explains softly.

"Never heard of that before…" he whispers.

"I went through a bit of self discovery while in Hawaii, but I still feel like 'she, her' pronouns fit me."

"There, uh… there wasn't a lot of stuff like that around where we grew up. You were in one group or the other; normal or a… f-word."

"I, uhh, I hid myself a way a lot when I was finding myself, I didn't want people to judge me or look at me like I was a freak… more than most already did, anyway. But this house was built to be a safe place for people, my dad wanted me to be able to come here and feel like I was free of judgement. I want you to feel like that, free of judgement and able to find yourself or your sexuality."

"Could have changed my name, you know," He murmurs, smiling softly, "could have, but I didn't. I like my name. I like when… when people hear my name and assume I'm a girl… I never knew why I kinda liked it, but I did. I still do. I kinda learned that some people transition from boy to girl, or the other way, but I never felt more like a woman than a man, so I never really considered it. Never thought you could be… in between."

"There's a lot of words for it depending on how you feel about your gender, and yes gender and sexuality are separate things, but you can be non-binary, where you don't feel like a man or woman, or genderfluid where your gender changes depending on if you feel more masculine or feminine."

"Huh…" he whispers, looking more relieved and happy than he has in months.

"Take your time, find who you are and what makes you happy, me and Shane are here if you need us or want to vent to someone."

"I don't even think I need to vent. I just… I had no idea it was an option."

"I'm just saying, we're here if you need us… even if it's like two in the morning and you can't sleep, we're here for you."

"I appreciate it, guys. I really do." He smiles, looking like the last five years' of worries have been erased from his face.

"Would you like a hug, Shannon?"

"I would. I'd like that a lot."

Kirby pulls Shannon into a tight hug, kissing his forehead and stroking his hair gently. He relaxes into her arms happily, just absolutely taken aback at the realm of possibilities open to him now.

"You'll be okay, bud, it may take time for you to find yourself, but you'll be okay." She whispers as she strokes his hair.

"I'll be okay," he assures, "hell, I'll be better than okay."

"C'mon, you better move before Shane decides you're stealing me and makes me remember who I belong to." She jokes.

"I know I may flirt a lot, but I want you both to know I respect your marriage and what it means to you. I don't wanna get between it. Just sometimes wanna share in it."

"Well… have I explained polyamory to you?"

"Kind of? I've heard the word before."

"It's like group romantic relationships, you have more than one partner basically… like an orgy but more domestic… I don't know if I'm explaining it correctly."

"No, that makes sense. Like a regular relationship, but just with three people instead."

"Yeah, or more than three people, but in our… in this situation, three people."

"Makes complete sense to me."

"I wouldn't mind being a part of a polyamorous relationship, but you would have to ask Shane." She admits sheepishly, blushing a deep red.

"I wouldn't mind it either. As long as we have a firm agreement on terms and conditions. I don't want anyone getting hurt from this arrangement."

"I wouldn't want to hurt anyone, I think the main rule would be that only Shane can get me pregnant."

"I'll just take that to mean I'll keep to condoms, cause I love you both, but I'm not going under the knife just yet." Shannon laughs.

"Only if I'm not already pregnant, if I am pregnant then I don't mind if you cum in me or on me… sorry, I got lost in thought for a moment, my mind went to what Shane did earlier."

"On you, hmm?" He grins.

"Yeah, if you want to, you can cover my tits like Shane did earlier, but then you gotta clean me up."

"Seems like a fair trade."

"I also wouldn't mind if the three of us shared a bed, your basically moved in already but you could move in full time if you want, live with us. It's up to you, I don't want to pressure you."

"I think I'd like that a lot." He smiles.

"It would make having a polyamorous relationship a lot easier, plus then you can enjoy my cooking whenever you want."

"Pretty much everything that isn't here already is in a storage locker back home. I figure a day trip and we'll have it all here."

"I can't do any heavy lifting, or lifting in general because somebody decided that I shouldn't lift stuff," Kirby gives Helms a look, "so that will be a job for you two, and we should head inside before we get too cold, and the fire is dying."

"Excuse me for looking out for you." Helms chuckles, giving her cheek a kiss.

"I love you, mon mari, but I am a strong woman who knows her limits."

"Pregnancy limits are different. You can't tell them until you find them."

"Fine, I'll listen to you, I love you… both of you, boys. I need a better French nickname for you, Shannon."

"I'll let you come up with it. Flunked the hell outta French." He chuckles sheepishly.

"Could make it even more annoying if I wanted, call you something in Welsh or Irish." She chuckles.

"Never even tried taking those in school."

"Usually American schools don't teach you Gaelic languages, or anything that really sticks, it's partly why I wanna home-school my kids."

"Shane was saying. You wanted to like, go to school to learn to teach, right?"

"Yeah, North Carolina state has a teaching degree that I wanna study for."

"That's a good idea. No one can teach Lilith better than you."

"Thanks, I only want the best for her, so if I can provide her a good life, I will." Kirby shrugs.

"I wanna do anything I can to help."

"For now, if you two can just talk to her, and soothe her whenever she kicks, I'll be fine."

"No problem." Shannon assures, patting her belly.

"Do you guys wanna go to bed or do we still have too much energy?"

"I don't know about you guys, but I have a little juice left." Shannon smiles.

"I don't want to sound forward, but I do owe Shane a chance to fuck me senseless, so perhaps we could have some fun, tease him a little bit more, put that wonderful mouth of his to use, what do you think, Shannon?"

"Well… you said he got to cover you earlier… what if he fucked you senseless and I came on the both of you?"

"I like the way that sounds."

"As long as you clean us up the same way I did. With your tongue." Helms smirks.

"Deal."

"So, my hero, what would you like me to do?"

"Think you feel up to riding me?"

"Oh, mon mari, I could ride you all night long." She purrs.

"Go right ahead."

Kirby smirks as she kisses Helms deeply, making out with him and stroking his cock as he pulls his pants down. She gets comfortable over him before aligning his cock with her entrance and sliding down onto him, moaning in delight before she starts riding his dick.

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