Dashing devil 5 bold beg.., p.8
Dashing Devil 5: Bold Beginnings, page 8
“That’s pretty much what I just tried to mimic, so I would say she’s right,” Boyd replied.
“Since it is self-defense, and seeing as she has the basics down, I was thinking we should focus on surprise grabs for her to break free from,” Raev answered the question that Laura had misunderstood.
Boyd sighed, knowing full well that the tricky fox’s real goal was to cause as much physical contact as possible.
“We should probably start with a basic headlock from behind,” Raev continued. “Laura, turn around and pretend you are just standing there. Boyd, you know what to do.”
Laura turned as requested and relaxed with her arms at her side. Boyd walked up and leaned down to pull her into the basic headlock, wrapping his forearm around her neck and grabbing his bicep that rested over her shoulder. She knew how to handle this hold, grabbing his thumb and pulling until it would have broken on a normal person.
He pretended it hurt enough to peel the hand away and break the hold.
From there, Raev walked them through a series of basic and slightly more skilled holds and breaks, eventually finding the point where Laura was receiving useful instruction. At first, he was surprised by how professional things stayed, though that slowly shifted as the session wore on. A lot more grinding than would normally be involved in breaking an assailant's hold started to get worked in.
At that point he regretted not donning one of Tinker’s shirts. The grappling didn’t involve much exertion on his part, but Laura was working hard for each win. She felt warm against him, which made the various firm and softer bits of her hard to ignore. More of her hair escaped the bun she’d had it in as the session continued, adding a disheveled appearance that sent his mind down paths he wished it wouldn’t.
Eventually, he found himself bent over Laura who was down on her hands and knees, mimicking a situation where she was crawling away to avoid notice or staying behind cover and had been discovered by an assailant. He grabbed her around the shoulders as if he intended to scoop her up as Raev instructed him to do when Laura squirmed under him, ostensibly to break his grip.
The effect was a pose exceptionally unlikely to happen in any sort of real fight, but something that happened in his bedroom fairly regularly. He was bent over her, arms around her shoulders and chest, pressing her into the ground with his knees planted to either side of hers and that firm ass pushed directly into his crotch.
“Nnff,” Laura made a groan that showed effort but did not belong in a fight as she wiggled, pressing herself more firmly against him through his shorts.
Boyd felt himself begin to respond as she clearly intended him to and was surprised. He normally had enough control over that part of his anatomy to avoid any response he didn’t want to have.
“Oh… hello there,” Laura panted in a tone that blended effort with appreciation.
For some reason, the fact that she’d noticed his growing issue embarrassed the hell out of him and he stood up, Laura dangling from his arms in a bear hug around her shoulders, as his tail lashed the air behind him.
Boyd shifted his grip, taking her by the waist before gingerly setting her down as far away from him as he could. “Ehm,” he cleared his throat as his cheeks burned, “I am not accepting new applications at this time.”
Boyd metaphorically kicked himself for the lame line as he turned and fled like a schoolgirl who had just had her skirt flipped up. The amused velvet chuckle that chased him out of the room both comforted him and added to his embarrassment. At least Raev found it amusing.
“Shit,” Boyd heard Laura curse behind him as he stepped through the doorway, “did I go too far?”
“Nah,” Raev replied, “he’ll be fine, you just…” the end of the sentence was cut off by the automatic door closing behind him.
Boyd didn’t understand why the woman, as gorgeous as she was, flustered him so. He pondered the problem on the way to the bathroom off their main bedroom. He needed a cold shower.
Something similar had occurred with Tinker back in the box on their way down to the Tower’s sub-basement before they’d come out to the base. Raev had been present for both occasions. Which left him with two explanations. Either he was reacting to his fox-featured love's desire for him to respond to the women in question, or it was because he was truly interested but waiting for something.
Which was the other similarity between Laura and Tinker.
He was able to understand the reason for his embarrassment. It was because he normally had no trouble controlling such physical reactions. When he failed to do so, it was mortifying. He imagined similar experiences most of the other boys experienced in the PAC had probably prepared them to face it in the future.
Boyd had reached his bathroom by the time he came to that conclusion. There, he found a naked and very good-at-it Mindy waiting for him in his shower, warm water already running.
“Kuh-he,” she giggled, delight in her amethyst eyes. “I planned to make you feel better after being embarrassed, but now you deserve a reward for the self-awareness. Come here.”
Chapter 7
Boyd let out a low groan as five luxurious bathing implements shifted about his body. He was already regretting the declaration he’d made that everyone had to wear a bathing suit for the group bath—while also praising his wisdom and forethought in making it. It made Tinker more comfortable with the situation and would keep what was meant to be a simple bath from devolving into something else.
Hopefully.
Today was a special day. Hope was coming home. While he had seen to his lovers needs what was technically this morning, he was saving himself for his Angel today. If you counted since he woke up.
Hopefully…
‘Pun intended,’ Mindy added in his thoughts.
He snorted. It would seem his resolve would be tested. Boyd was prepared to return to the old ways, when he locked select drives and instincts away, if he must.
‘Kuh-he,’ Mindy giggled into his mind as her long fingers worked a shampoo she had picked out for him into his scalp, her nails gently scraping wonderful lines and circles occasionally. ‘We won’t make you go that far.’
Boyd wasn’t so sure she should be speaking for the others. Raev was feeling particularly playful at the moment.
‘Playful, but not horny,’ Mindy observed from her own insight into the vixen’s mind. ‘She wouldn’t mind me telling you because it doesn’t change the game. Her goal is to get you as pent up as possible because she is sure Hope will practically jump you in the Great Room.’
Boyd pealed open his eyes to look up at Raev where she stood over him as he floated on his back in one of the bigger pools of steaming water in their massive baths. The biggest one was being reserved for a larger group.
His fox-featured love was in what would technically be called a one-piece bathing suit, but Boyd had seen bikinis that covered more skin. Emerald material that was too shiny to be fabric cupped her shapely if modest breasts and covered her ribs while a cut-out left the rest of her abdomen bare. The back was made up of strings that could probably moonlight in floss commercials.
She had her tails curled around her sides, two ran over his folded wings and down along his tail where he had planted it to mimic floating and three brushed up and down the length of his front from toe to neck. The swimsuits were a wise idea, but he regretted not accepting the tiny black pair when Raev had jokingly recommended it. The pair he chose mimicked cargo shorts, which blocked off far too much of his skin from the perfect fluffs that explored his body.
Raev smiled down at him, looking like the cat that got the canary already, and purred, “Feel good, Big Guy?”
“Wonderful,” Boyd let the word out with a deep, rumbling sigh.
“Good, just a few more minutes, close your eyes,” Raev’s tone carried more amusement than heat, supporting Mindy’s theory. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the way the warm softness poured over him, a strange and wonderful sensation when already submerged in hot water.
She didn’t use her precious tails to actually wash him. They were used as a final polishing step. The thick fur that made them so fluffy when dry should have clung to the cores, but instead they drank the water like sponges, becoming even softer and fuller than their already glorious standard state.
He could feel that she enjoyed doing this almost as much as those who were lucky enough to receive the luxury. Tinker had, but Mindy had not. Boyd suspected that Raev was holding out on his gothic love until she finally agreed to play with his little vixen.
“Kuh-he,” This time the laugh escaped Mindy’s lips as she cupped some water to rinse the shampoo out. ‘That is exactly what is happening.’ She added privately a moment later.
Boyd also knew that his darkest love was enjoying playing hard to get. She assumed that being connected to him the way she was would result in a physical attraction to his other lovers. That she would gain the same drive to touch and pleasure them that he had.
He also could feel that it had already started. Raev was drawing Mindy’s gorgeous amethyst eyes at that moment, although she had yet to indulge in the possibilities.
When he didn’t receive a mental response to his thoughts on the matter, he opened his eyes just a hair and peered through the slits. Mindy’s cheeks burned with a deeper blush than he had ever seen, it was a slight pink that showed through the waterproof makeup she’d arrived at breakfast wearing.
Boyd smirked and let out a small chuckle.
‘Little shit,’ Mindy huffed.
“You know, I try not to get jealous about it because… well, yeah… you're going to use a secret language if you have one, but it makes me intensely curious every time you two do something like that,” Raev said with more mirth than any form of anger.
“First, Mindy with a giggle about something the Big Guy thinks, then a moment later the hot goth will giggle again, look a little mad or horny, or in this case, blush almost as hard as Tinker when Boyd whispers in her ear about what he is going to do to her back in her lab… like put a baby in her.”
“Wh-what?! Who said we were fooling around back in the l-lab?” Tinker stammered.
Raev let out a velvet chuckle. “I know what goes on in your little private ‘equipment fitting’ sessions… the bond goes two ways, remember?”
Boyd felt the embarrassment Raev’s words elicited over their Bond, as well as a little good-natured defensiveness, which was a good sign for her self-esteem. Boyd smiled. “She’s got you there, Tink. Besides, though the walls of the lab have sound dampening qualities, I doubt they are soundproof.”
“Something I will have to fix, apparently,” the little genius muttered, before straightening up. “Mindy’s sidebar conversations make me more self-conscious than curious,” Tinker admitted from where she fiddled with something at the edge of the bath. Her retort was a better one.
“And I’m not baby crazy the way some people are,” his little inventor even delivered it with a cheerfully sardonic tone, a smile audible in her voice. “Begging him to ‘breed me’ isn’t one of my kinks.”
“Pfft, ah… he he,” Raev snorted then let out her velvet chuckle before responding with a wry tone, “I beg him to breed me because of how he reacts to it. You should try it sometime, it really gets him going.”
While Tink had displayed exceptional growth, she was still new to such a display of self-confidence, and was competing against a seasoned pro. Boyd could almost feel his own cheeks heat up given how red hers had become. “Um, y-yeah, maybe I will sometime.”
It was a valiant effort, and Boyd decided to reward it with a complement while redirecting the conversation. “There’s no need to be self-conscious, Tink,” he rumbled. “When Mindy and I have any silent back and fourths about you they are typically her teasing me because I constantly get distracted by how pretty you are.”
“Really?” Tinker asked, and he felt her embarrassment across their Bond change to a gleeful pride he liked seeing within her.
“Mhmm,” he confirmed.
‘You little shit. Don’t you dare…’ Mindy tried to cut him off.
Smirking, Boyd continued anyway, “But this one was about Mindy getting distracted by how good Raev looks in her swimsuit.”
‘I hate how much I love you right now,’ Mindy grumbled.
“Oh, really?” Raev purred and Boyd sensed excitement rapidly growing within her. The water swished as she turned and strode a few feet away where the pool they were in was a little shallower. “You really like the way my ass looks in it, Mindy?”
Boyd couldn’t help himself—not that he wanted to—as he lifted his head to catch the view.
Raev had stopped at just the right point to display her splendid rear, a perfect bubble of toned muscle covered by just the right amount of softer padding, left bare by the thong back of her rather risqué one-piece swimsuit. She had her tails curled around her front and had reached back to lift both cheeks just above the water for optimal viewing pleasure.
“Ehem,” Mindy softly cleared her throat, staring right along with Boyd. “It’s a very nice butt.”
“Thank you, want to feel it?” Raev pushed for more, but Boyd knew his resolve could only take so much.
“Another time,” Mindy said quickly—which was a good thing, for both of their sakes. “For now, I think it’s Tinker’s turn.”
Boyd thought that if that other time didn’t come soon, he was going to toss one of them on top of the other and fuck them senseless. He would trade out who was on top until they were complete messes and then let what was building between them flow, just to speed things along.
‘Don’t you start… I’m trying to save us both here.’ Mindy shoved his head under to rinse his hair from the last of the shampoo or conditioner or whatever she had been working into it. ‘I am enjoying the chase, don’t take it away just yet. Besides, whatever happened to ‘saving yourself’ for your angel?’
When he came up Raev and Mindy were both laughing, most likely about however Raev had responded while he was submerged. Boyd got to his feet as Mindy stepped away, and turned towards where Tinker had been making some final adjustments to a new invention at the edge of the pool.
She stood calf deep in the water wearing a bright pink bikini that had a reasonably modest bottom but a top that ventured into more adventurous territory than he would have expected from her. It was an excellent choice, and her cheeks heated as he let his eyes linger so she knew just how much he appreciated the effort.
Tinker looked up at him through her lashes with her big hazel eyes. It seems she remembered Raev’s instructions their first day in the base. “Um, so… if you could some sit here?” She leaned forward and tapped her foot on the step in front of her.
Boyd waded over and sat where he was told.
Mindy waited until he sat down before following him. Her swimsuit covered the most skin of the three of them, but was mostly a semi-transparent black fabric that teased rather than hid her pale curves. The only opaque portions were a triangle over her sex and an inch wide strip across her chest that covered the bare minimum to preserve her modesty—while otherwise showing off both the tops and bottoms of her sizable breasts.
“Oh, pay me no mind,” she smirked as she sashayed through the water to take a seat a on the same step Boyd was on, a little to his left.
“Yeah, like that’s flipping possible.” Tinker breathed, then stepped over Boyd’s extended legs so she was standing directly in front of him, feet planted to either side. Their height difference was such that they were more or less eye to eye.
“Moving on,” the little inventor said once his amber eyes found hers.
She glanced up at his horns. “Wow, I’m still going to have to reach up a bit. Are you sure you don’t wish I was taller, at least a little?”
“Tink,” Boyd smiled warmly, “I love you as you are. You’re my little inventor… but if you really want to be taller, I’ll try to focus on guiding your next Enhancement, when we are together after Hope.”
“Could you?” She asked on a rising, hopeful note.
He could feel how much she wished she was at least a little taller.
“As long as you understand that I’m not really sure it will work… and that it doesn’t matter to me either way,” Boyd returned her smile. “I’ll even promise to do my best.”
“Yeah, I know you like me short, and I don’t want to get tall all of a sudden… but I would like to be just a little taller.” Tinker agreed with a nod. “I also get that it might not work that way. Part of this is to test that out. If both of us think about it when it happens, we’ll have a good chance to confirm if there is any form of actualization involved in an Enhancement. That would be a good thing to know.”
“I agree.” Boyd nodded. “Now, what do you have for me?”
She held up her hands between them, one had a device three of his fingers were slid through. It looked something like one of the sponges Mindy implemented for her makeup, only bright pink. She held a jar of one of the horn polishes he had tried recently. She dipped the pink thing in the wax and then smiled up at him.
“Look down please,” Tink said sweetly, so he lowered his chin until his eye line settled on her collarbones. “At little lower… lower… stop.” His little inventor had him stop with his eyes planted squarely on her chest, which was always large on her petite frame but appeared larger in her daring bikini top. The faint blush that graced her cheeks darkened just a little.
“This is calibrated to use subaudible sonic waves to spread the wax and force it down into the micro-grooves on your horns,” Tinker explained as she reached up to press the little device against his left horn about halfway up. “It should create the perfect finish without getting too shiny and help it to settle almost immediately. And, from the way your eyes are fluttering a little, feel pretty good too.”
“It feels really good,” Boyd confirmed, it somehow felt like the hard bone of his horn was being massaged. He’d never experienced anything quite like it.
“I’m glad,” Tinker giggled and shimmied in delight which was all sorts of distracting given where she had directed his eyes. Before he knew it, she had moved to his right horn, leaning to the side a little to not interrupt his view. “It should be pretty quick, but I can make another one that’s just for massages if you like it.”
