>>37350 Thanks, really appreciated it.
On the other hand, look at what I've written. Lo and behold, Clownpiece's first(?) appearance in TH-P.com. Hope I got this one right since it was conceived just yesterday night.
Author’s note: this is a time-skip, taking place days after the events in LOLK. Enjoy. -x-x-x-x-x-
“Must you have your party here?”
“Do you have a problem with that?” answers Marisa as she gives your back a hard slap. “It’s not that we don’t want to have party somewhere else, but where else can we sit down and enjoy delicious wines together?”
“And you were expecting me to entertain you girls?”
“Why not? You’re the only one who can make us feel good with your ‘divine’ skill,” Marisa answers while she highlights the word ‘divine’ with peculiar hand gesture. “Just make sure you don’t jump on anyone of us.”
“Like hell I would. If anything, it’s you who are going to jump on me instead.”
Marisa laughs heartily and squeezes herself between Reimu and Sanae, throwing her arms over the shrine maidens’ shoulders. “You’re welcome, Deion.”
You stare at these uninvited guests. Apparently Reimu and her partners had come up with the idea of celebrating their successful incident solving at the Lunar Capital by coming to your place. It just happens that you’ve finished cleaning the cellar, so one can only imagine your disdain when the girls came flocking at you, demanding that you serve them with the best wines from your collection. It’s fortunate that Daiyousei is absent, though there’s no telling if or when she comes back and walks into hot amorous session between you and your guests.
“Hey, you girls better tell me what the incident really was about. The only hint I got from Eirin was that it involved some kind of evacuation.” The four girls in front of you stop chatting to one another and turn their attention to you. “Unless there’s a valid reason behind it, you just came here to have wild party. If that’s the case, I’m afraid I have to ask you to leave.”
Marisa and Reisen coo in unison. “That’s so impolite of you, Mister Winemaker. What if all of us here get drunk and are unable to walk home? Would it hurt you if you could let us sleep here?” Reisen asks.
“I… I don’t think it’s a good idea to stay at his home, guys,” Sanae timidly speaks. This causes Reisen and Marisa to laugh and tease the meek shrine maiden.
“Sanae, you’re already past your legal age! What’s to be afraid of? Besides, this is Gensokyo. Why should you be bound by common sense?” Marisa asks.
“That’s not the point! I mean, isn’t Mister Deion already married to Daiyousei? Wouldn’t it be rude for us to sleep here without his wife’s consent?”
“Sanae.” Without missing a beat, Reimu shoves a glassful of wine into Sanae’s mouth, forcing it down her throat. “Do yourself a favour and drop that good girl image of yours just for one night.”
“Reimu, what are you- hic!” Sanae hiccups, covers her mouth and looks at you in bewilderment. She hiccups again and starts throwing random slurs before she plops against Reisen’s shoulder. “I’m not good with alcohol…”
“Already giving up, Sanae? Aw, that’s no fun!” Marisa complains.
“Lady Kanako… Lady Suwako… I have sinned, please forgive me…” Sanae mumbles and absentmindedly gropes Reisen. This causes the moon rabbit to squeal and push Sanae off onto Marisa. Sanae growls and throws a kissy-hissy face at Marisa, and everyone just laughs at the girl as Marisa pushes her back to Reisen.
You ignore the girls’ shenanigans and ponder on what Sanae has said earlier. Married with a fairy, huh? You certainly didn’t expect to hear that from anyone. You haven’t really thought of settling down with Daiyousei (or your lovers, if that matters) as it’s not a really pressing matter. Perhaps you should consult with her (and the rest of your ‘wives’) and discuss with them about this matter.
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“Aw, we’ve run out of wines! Deion, go get us more refills~!”
“That’s the fifth bottle you had, Marisa,” you grumble while glaring at piles of empty bottles in front of you. “I should let you know that these wines are expensive. There’s no way I’m going to let you girls drink them for free.”
“You’re expecting us to drink rum instead? We’re no pirates, no sir!” Marisa replies in. “Besides, we can repay for the wines we bought from you! Right, Reimu~?”
“I’d rather have Deion donate to me,” Reimu mumbles and shoots you a knowing glare; you understand that statement very much, and decide not to respond to that. “Pfft. Chickening out.”
“Deion, get us more wines! We’re thirsty for your delicious wine, can’t you see?” These girls are totally useless. Coming to your home and acting like they freaking own this place. Why don’t they just go to Reimu’s place and indulge in their own vice?
“Fine. I’ll find the strongest wine in the cellar and make you drink it so much you won’t be waking up until the next day.”
“That’s our man~!” Marisa hollers. “Three cheers for our venerable winemaker, guys! Hip-hip, hooray!”
You leave the girls with their own device and head to the cellar. As you walk into the underground room, you hear a loud commotion followed by the sound of bottles clanking. The thought of confronting intruders in this property worry you; ever since Marisa’s botched attempt, you’ve amped the security by replacing the wooden door with industrial-grade barricade. Even if someone does manage to break in, there are extra security measures inside the cellar including closed circuit camera system (you have to someday thank Yukari for providing the solution. Or “thank”, whichever comes first). Overkill? What overkill? Better take excessive measures than to take security for granted and regret your negligence later.
Carefully you walk to the back of the cellar, you see the unmistakable silhouette of a girl leaning against a barrel and drinking from a wine bottle. Your eyes wander to the right and spot an open crate near her feet, then back at the girl. Why is she wearing American flag on her body? And aren’t those fairy wings on her back?
The girl doesn’t seem to notice your presence until you’re standing right behind her – or until you tap her on the shoulder. She jumps off her feet and squeals in surprise, almost hitting you with the bottle. “For fuck’s sake- aw, mister, you’re scaring the hell out of me!”
“Who are you?”
“I was enjoying the prime time of my life,” the girl adds and points an accusing finger at you. “And you just had to walk in and ruin this glorious moment! Don’t ever do that to lady who’s basking in her quality time, capiche?!”
Capiche? Since when you were under the impression that this girl is Italian? “That’s not how you drink your wine, lady,” you point out.
“It isn’t?” The girl tilts her head quizzically at the question. “Welp. I thought you were going to arrest me and turn me in to the police.”
“I was about to do that, you—”
“Oh, but look at this place! So many wines, so many flavours, I’m getting dizzy just by looking at them!” The girl hops around you, swinging the empty bottle haphazardly over her head before you catch it. A closer inspection of the empty bottle indicates that she’s found the fresh batch of Grand Cru. You’re in relief, because there’s no way telling what will happen if she had raided the hundred-year-old vintages.
“How the hell you got here in the first place?”
“How the hell should I know?” the girl (you decided to call her American fairy for now) replies and does a spin on her feet, then takes another bottle from the crate and chugs its content in one go. “Oh, wait. I saw these four
–hic– clowns headed to this
–hic– place, and I thought
–hic– that it would be fun
–hic– if I could tag along
–hic–”
“You’re drunk.”
“I am nooooooooot~” American fairy wails, hiccupping again at the end of the sentence. She does another spin before she inexplicably jumps on you and hugs you tightly, wildly swinging the empty bottle over her head. “I’m just doing what every American does, okay? God bless you, America!
Hic.”
American fairy buries her face beneath your coat… and presses her chest against you, causing you to blush. If she didn’t do this on purpose, she might have now but damn, she feels so soft, so warm, so alluring; her swaying hips, her well-developed rear, her modest yet cute breasts, her gorgeous tresses… she’s one sexy-as-hell fairy, and you wouldn’t mind jumping on her and making hot passionate love to her… if only she doesn’t reek of alcohol.
Note to self: fairies smell terrible when they’re drunk. American fairy suddenly looks up at you. The drunken face is gone, and in its place is the seductive gaze of a
temptress. “You wanted to do naughty things to me while I’m drunk. I can taste it.”
“Since when I was under the impression that I wanted to ravish drunken fairy?”
American fairy laughs and throws her arms about your neck. “You’re so funneeeeeh~” she hollers, her drunken façade taking over. “Of course you don’t! Who the hell wants to have sex with drunken fairy?”
“You’re making too much noise,” you tell her.
“Do I ever care, misteeeeeeeer~” American fairy suddenly belches, pushes herself off you and barfs onto the floor. Oh, goddamn it, doesn’t she have anywhere else to throw up?! “Urp… sorry, I drank too much, ehehehe~”
“Who’s going to clean up this mess?”
American fairy doesn’t answer your question and jumps on you again, hugging you with both her arms and legs. “I’m sleepy, mister. Toss me onto your fluffy bed~” You grumble and throw her over your shoulder, causing her to giggle and make childish noises.
“Stupid sexy fairy.”
“Eh? You were saying anything, mister?”
“I’m letting you sleep in my room for tonight, but just for tonight. You’re leaving tomorrow morning.”
“Yay~”
You leave the cellar with American fairy, now fallen asleep and soundly snoring on your shoulder. You take a peek on your guests, who are too busy frolicking with each other to notice the commotion at the cellar. You ignore them for a while and head to your room, and then unceremoniously throw her on your bed. American fairy squeals when she falls onto the mattress with a loud ‘pomf’ but otherwise stays asleep, even grabbing your pillow and hugging it tightly.
With the problem settled, you decide to leave her in your room and head outside to check on your guests. You stare at American fairy’s peaceful sleeping face before getting up to leave… and that’s when you feel something grabbing your arm. You turn around and suddenly get yanked onto the bed, right on top of her.
“I didn’t say you could leave me, mister.”
That temptress persona is back? What’s up with this girl?
American fairy suddenly grabs your head and pulls you closer to her face, ending it in a kiss. You’re clearly taken by surprise as she ravages your mouth, before you decide to play along and return the kiss as passionately as you can.
The kiss breaks a few seconds later with a loud pop, and American fairy grins impishly as she takes your hands and guides them onto her breasts, pushing and making circling motions around her soft mounds. “What did you say earlier about ravishing drunken fairy?” she asks teasingly. “You’re naughty, mister.”
“Says the one who deliberately guided my hands to her chest and fondled her.”
“I like the way you kissed me,” American fairy suddenly changes topic. “You must have practiced a lot~” She pulls you down for another kiss, moaning when you slip your hands underneath her shirt and fondle her. When the two of you break off the kiss for the second time, you stare at American fairy and notice the burning desire in her purplish eyes.
“Don’t you want to ravish me, mister? I know you do~”
You sit up, pulling American fairy onto your lap and hug her lithe body. “Ravishing isn’t quite a right term,” you reply and bury your face beneath the crook of her neck. American fairy moans in pleasure as you nibble her velvety skin, and giggles when you time it with your fondling on her chest. “I prefer the term ‘making love’.”
“Oh~ you’re a romanticist, I like that.” American fairy moans again when you give her left breast a soft yet firm squeeze but suddenly pushes herself off you. “Help me remove my dress, mister.”
You wiggle yourself out of American fairy’s arms and help her undress herself. First her Star ‘n Stripes dress, then her American flag-themed tights. American fairy even helps you removing your coat and shirt, and wastes no time brushing her lips along your chest. You can actually feel rather than hear her aroused moans as she licks your skin, which in turn excites you even more.
“I do believe it’s your turn to get undressed.” American fairy pushes you onto your bed and forcibly yanks your trouser. Her eyebrow arches upward at the sight of your erection springing to life. “Oh, look at how big it is~ I wonder if my mouth can take it all.”
American fairy bends down and grabs a handful of your cock, caressing and squeezing it. It feels amazing to have her lithe fingers wrapping you, and your cock twitches as if responding to her gentle touch.
“Oh~ already impatient to let it out. So naughty~”
You blush at her teases. American fairy giggles and runs her tongue up and down your shaft, sensually licking its pre-cum. At the same time her hands takes your sack and massages it, causing you to shudder. She’s an expert in this, and she seems to know this as she throws you her seductive gaze.
A minute would pass before American fairy pulls away from your crotch. She gives you a wicked smirk before she returns to your cock, only this time she takes your entire length into her mouth, slowly going down until she finally has your whole shaft in her mouth. You wordlessly stroke her head and ears as American fairy begins sucking on your manhood, slow at first but later picking up speed. It’s very arousing to have her tongue around you, and more so since you barely knew this girl for an hour.
Suddenly, without a warning you grab American fairy’s hair and hold her head still as you force yourself down her throat and unload yourself into her mouth. She gasps when you come without alerting her but later hums in pleasure as she swallows every drop of your semen.
You pull out of American fairy’s mouth and rest your spent cock on her face, letting it spill its remaining content all over her. She closes her eyes, moaning in pleasure as she lets herself be creamed. After a while she pulls away and crawls up to your face, gently caressing your flushed cheek.
“You surely spent a lot for me, mister. I hope you still have some more left~”
American fairy kisses you, pressing her naked chest against you. You return the kiss, then break away to take a good look at her. In this position and under the dim light, you can now admire her glistening body, covered in sweats and flushed in desire. Her eyes are boring through you, burning in intense want.
“I want more of you, mister,” American fairy murmurs. “Take me now…”
You’re only too happy to oblige. Taking a handful of her tight buttock, you guide American fairy over your erection and brush its tip against her lower entrance. She gasps and pouts cutely at you, and you smile over her predicament before you lower her onto your manhood. You let out an aroused grunt at the sensation of her inner walls squeezing and engulfing you, as so is American fairy as she’s being slowly filled.
Both you and American fairy moan lustfully when you’ve fully penetrated her to the hilt. She pants breathlessly and clings onto you, squirming and bucking her hips a little.
“You alright?”
“…it’s inside me… oh god, so full…”
You sooth American fairy by kissing her between the eyes. “Just tell me if I’m hurting you, okay?”
She shakes her head. “I’m alright… please go ahead.”
Nodding to American fairy, you begin thrusting into her, wrapping your arms around her waist to keep her in one place. She lets out husky moans as you continue to shove deeper into her, occasionally bucking hard against her hips. You’re surprised that she manages to take it whole, not knowing whether or not this is her first, but asking her will only ruin this moment.
Soon your cock twitches inside American fairy, ready to unload itself. She seems to notice it as she tightly wraps her arms and legs around you, wanting you to release it inside her. With a deep groan, you thrust deep into her and fill her to the brim. The sensation of being filled triggers her orgasm as she howls loudly and clenches you tightly. You remain inside her for a while before you lift her off your lap and put her on all four.
“You want to do me from behind, mister~?” America fairy even wiggles her lewd hips, enticing you to ravish her from get-go. You’ve taken the bait, and with very little regard of self-restraint you stab your shaft past her sloppy gate, once again filling her. As you pound away, you grab her chest and play with her erect nipples.
“Mmm… mister, you’re so impatient…”
“I’ll give you more if you like, you naughty fairy you.”
American fairy moans approvingly and bucks her hips, timing it with the thrusting motion of your cock. Of course, she starts squeezing you tightly, giving you hard time to move in and out of her.
It doesn’t take too long before you feel your third orgasm coming. You increase the tempo of your penetration, knocking American fairy out of breath as she’s driven crazy by passion. As you reach your peak again, you drive your cock deep into her before you finally climax, giving her aching womb its second cum filling. She lets out a cry of pleasure moments later, drenching your dick with her love juice as she comes.
You pull out of American fairy’s drenched pussy and fall onto your back. She follows you seconds later and lies on her side. “I… oh… wow. That was so intense,” she pants breathlessly.
“Did you enjoy it?” you ask and bring her into your arms, holding her close. Too tired to say a word, American fairy nods and snuggles under your arm. A few quiet minutes would pass before you realize you have a question to ask this girl.
“So… why America?”
American fairy giggles and hugs you. “Why not? America is the land of freedom, and I don’t see the offence in celebrating the freedom.” She squeaks when you turn over so that she’s lying on top of you, but then sighs in pleasure as you run your hair along her back and onto her butt. “Mmm… all the ravishing we had, and I didn’t get to learn your name.”
“Deion. Just go with that.”
“Deion? Why does it sound familiar- ah, of course. Dionysos, the Greek god of wine, fertility, revelry and dance. I should have known~” American fairy says. “Name’s Clownpiece. I know, it’s a weird name to some.”
“On the contrary, it does suit you, what with that crazy antic of yours.”
“Crazy comes with us fairies in a package.” Both you and Clownpiece kiss and cuddle, enjoying each other’s warm afterglow. “Hey, forgot to ask this, but…”
“What?”
“What are you going to do with those clowns downstairs?”
“Oh, you mean the Reimu and the rest? Just ignore them. They can take care of their own.” You inwardly chuckle at the thought off seeing your guests as clowns, making fool of themselves while vying for your utmost attention. “They won’t take being called clowns lightly, you know.”
“Humph. I fought them once, and I will fight them again. After all, that’s what America stands for. Never refusing to back down- kyah!” She gasps when you flip her over, and her breaths come up short when you loom over her. “You still want to do it? What are you made of, Deion?”
“I’m a winemaker.” You kiss Clownpiece deeply, tonguing her and rousing her to open up for you. “Winemaking is in my blood. It comes with the package.”
“Winemaking?” She giggles and spreads her thighs invitingly, almost as if she’s ready to be taken. “If that’s the case, then treat me with the best wines you have~”
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The following morning arrives, and you wake up to find that Clownpiece isn’t in your arms. Turning around, you see Clownpiece sitting at the window, wearing the shirt you wore last night. She doesn’t notice you at first as she’s looking at the vineyard, but later turns towards you and smiles.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.”
“Morning. How was your sleep?”
“The best sleep I’ve ever had~” Clownpiece hurls herself towards you and pins you back onto the mattress. “I like this place, and I like its hospitality. Thanks to you, I may have found a new place to hang out,” she speaks as she sits atop of you.
“I never remembered allowing you to come here every day.”
“Hey!” Clownpiece punches you on the chest. “You don’t want to enjoy the company of this American fairy? How could you.”
“What I’m saying is.” You wrap your arms around Clownpiece and flip around, sandwiching her between you and the bed. Her protests are silenced when you claim her lips, and she doesn’t offer any resistance as you savour her morning taste. “You better get used to working with a winemaker if you’re very keen on living in this house,” you murmur over her mouth.
“Forcing me to hard labour? Can’t do that, Deion. I’m a creature of freedom, you can’t simply restrain me.” You kiss her again, and she sighs amorously as she squirms lewdly underneath you. “Mmm… getting worked up for me already, I see~”
“Can’t help it. You’re one lewd fairy, who am I to resist jumping on you?”
“Is that so?” She giggles and kisses you, then grabs your erection and guides it to her sleek folds. “Then make this lewd fairy feel good, Deion~”
“Will do.”
Instead of thrusting roughly into her like yesterday, you embrace Clownpiece and slowly shove and fill her up. She moans happily at each thrust and squeezes your manhood; not wanting to be outdone by her eagerness you increase the tempo, pumping in and out of her as fast as you can.
With a hearty squeal Clownpiece hits orgasm, her inner walls contracting around you as you find your own release, shooting your load deep into her awaiting womb. Both of you hold onto each other as to wait for the orgasm to wear down, then you pull out of her.
“We should have that cleaned,” Clownpiece says and points at a sizable stain on the blanket.
“Maybe later.” You take her hand and pull her off the bed. “How about we take a bath together and then prepare breakfast?”
“Sounds like fun. Want me to wash you?”
You chuckle and kiss Clownpiece before leading her to the bathroom. “Let’s just hope no one is barging in, though,” you muse.
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Unknown to winemaker and American fairy, the four clowns playable characters were behind the door, feeling frustratingly hot and bothered as they eavesdropped on the two lovers’ passionate session all the way to the morning~ Okay, what am I kidding? They were probably too smashed to even notice the hot sexing upstairs. Okay, I’m sorry for those who thought I’d be actually updating the other day, so here you go; the long-awaited porno from this truly, and featuring our very own American fairy, too! Though sadly, I still haven’t completed the Deion/Reimu reunion scene, and I’m sorry for that, too.
S/at/A surely loves his lewd fairies, doesn’t he~?