[b]The Game Continues[/b] [i][u]Round 3[/u][/i] “Discussion for another day,” Johanna declared, putting an end to any further planning or backing out of said plans, “Kylan, what’s Gemi going to do now? This round is picking for the person on your left.” “Heh...dare,” he nodded to the excited Doberman, who rubbed her cheek against his gratefully. “Why am I not surprised?” the female Dalmatian mused, pushing the button. “Imitate what your partner looks and sounds like when they orgasm.” With a quick, excited gasp, Gemini scrunched up her face almost painfully, clenched her torso as tight as she could, and unleashed a loud, dramatically low howl before Johanna could even pick a partner for her “randomly”. Panting with the brief but fully committed effort, she chuckled, “Sorry. That would have to be one we’ve had sex with, and his is [i]amazing[/i]! Teehee...dare you to guess which one!” she winked at the group as a whole. Blinking in surprise, Nayeli suggest, “Isn’t Dane the obvious choice?” Sarahi chuckled, “When one answer is obvious, doesn’t the fact the question was asked suggest the less obvious one? I think it’s Ares.” Tuli nodded, “Ares,” and was echoed by Diya. Gemini rolled her eyes like it should have been even [i]more[/i] obvious, and waved in the general direction of both their boys. “Well, show ‘em!” Both guys chuckled, looking at each other...and then Ares threw his head back, unleashing a low, ominous howl so loud it hurt their ears. Oro folded his over with the effort of blocking out the sound. “Heh...bit of Wolf in our ancestry,” he explained in brief. “FUCK!” Oro roared, rubbing the pain out of his skull, “Next time there’s a fucking [i]monster[/i] attacking you, have [i]him[/i] signal for help!” Johanna sighed, as if that were a really good idea she wished she could take advantage of. “We can’t. Too much chance you’ll hear him just putting me to bed...and I do [i]not[/i] want you to come crashing in on that.” Even Gemini winced at that thought. “Yeah...fair point,” she giggled, then looked at Sarahi. “Since you already took a dare out of turn, I’ll be nice to you, too,” she winked, “Truth.” “Hmm...if your boyfriend or girlfriend said it was okay, would you have sex with someone else?” Johanna prompted from the screen. Sarahi blinked thoughtfully. “Well...I kind of feel like that answer is obvious, but at the same time...I’m not sure I actually asked permission,” she admitted. Oro snorted. “You know what I’d say.” The Sha'khari nodded with a grateful smile. “Yeah, and that may be part of why I didn’t ask, but also...the technical answer is ‘yes’, but I wouldn’t go for just anyone. I’ve never even thought about approaching anyone outside our house, and personal attraction was never what prompted me to go to anyone [i]inside[/i] it, besides Oro and Nayeli. Mmm...would you [i]like[/i] me to ask your permission before I go to the other beds, honey-bunny?” “Fuck no,” Oro grunted, “I don’t need to know every time you go banging the housemates, or who you’re plowing.” Sarahi rolled her eyes, then looked just a [i]little[/i] hurt by his lack of interest in her affairs. “That’s my Oro, alright,” she chuckled. Johanna passed her phone to the Rabbit once more, and wordlessly waited for Sarahi to choose her fate. With a smile, Sarahi told him, “Truth. I’m liking it more than I thought I would.” Oro shrugged, as if that didn’t matter a whit to him, and pushed the button. “Which is the better kind of sex: standing against a wall, or bent over a table?” the Rabbit read, then handed the device back to its owner again. “Mmm...between those two, bent over a table, definitely,” Johanna decided with barely a thought, “Not that I mind either way. But if I’m bent over, odds are better that it’s brother wuffing me in the tail. Preferably with your hand on my back to actively pin me down.” “...Whoa,” Diya blinked, “And I thought [i]I[/i] had a brother-complex...” Johanna nodded. “It’s complicated, and may sound insulting to my boyfriend, but Ares knew all this before we ever got together: I adore my brother, and would bear his children if that was even remotely healthy or acceptable. I’m naturally passive and emotionally dead-pan, so I like it most when he just enjoys me when and where he likes, without asking. And I love my boyfriend for letting me say all that openly and still sticking with me. I don’t deserve him.” Oro gave her a hard, appraising look. “...Sibling-fucking aside,” he growled softly, “We may be more alike than I thought.” “Glad to hear it,” the Dalmatian remarked, despite sounding completely indifferent, “It should come as no surprise, then, that it’s time for your first dare: three-way kiss: make out with the first two players on your right for 30 seconds. Great,” she sighed as she flipped over to the timer and set it, “Karma wasted no time on that one.” (The two players to his right were Johanna and Sarahi...one a known favorite, the other quite possibly his least favorite person in the room.) “Figures,” Oro agreed, taking a deep breath. He’d promised to participate, and actively, so he made no complaint beyond that one word. Given that Johanna was the closer of the two, sitting on the couch with him and Nayeli, Oro leaned over to kiss her first, and give Sarahi time to scoot around into a better position. Before their lips touched, his cheek exploded in a small firecracker, turning his face into the cushions hard enough to bump his nose on the frame behind them. “[i]STOP![/i]” came Sarahi’s shout at the same time, startling Johanna...and pretty much everyone else in the room, too. The Sha'khari, standing with her arm still extended between them after slapping Oro aside, looked frankly terrified. “Oro! What the fuck are you doing?!” “Playing the fucking [i]game[/i],” he barked back, gingerly touching his stinging cheek, “What are [i]you[/i]—oh fuck,” he whispered, rage utterly smothered in an instant as he realized [i]exactly[/i] what she was doing. Sarahi nodded, shoving both her hands between them and pushing him back toward Nayeli. “When you said ‘none of you gets near my mouth’, I thought you were setting up safeguards. Did you forget?!” “Fuck, yes I did,” he admitted with a growl, rubbing his face, “I was talking about oral sex and stuff...oh fuck, you saved us,” he sighed, rubbing his cheek appreciatively, “Thank you.” Johanna tapped the Sha'khari’s shoulder. “I’m grateful you slapped him instead of me...but this needs some explanation,” she indicated the rest of the room, including the others from her house, all looking stunned and curious. The Sha'khari nodded, starting to calm down now that Oro was a safe distance back from the Dalmation. “It’s his contract with the witch. He cast ‘a spell to generate life force’. That’s what [i]she[/i] called it.” “It made them all fucking sex-slaves,” the Rabbit growled through grit teeth, clearly feeling guilty about that to this day, “It creates a harem for the champion, and every coupling feeds Organa’s ghost until she resurrects. That’s why we all live in the same house: I [i]have[/i] to fuck them at least once a month each.” He met Johanna’s eyes with a look of mixed anger and guilt. “I don’t exactly go around making out with every girl I lay eyes on...so I almost forgot: my kiss casts the damn spell. I almost fucking cursed you...to be part of my harem.” To Sarahi he said, once again, “Thank you. Fuck, I’m an idiot,” he sighed, leaning back against Nayeli, who now looked almost as horrified as Sarahi had a second ago. For the first time since they arrived, Johanna looks visibly angry. It showed on her face more than her tone, and was relatively mild even there, but through the frown she asked, “Are you sure you want her alive again?” “Fuck no,” Oro growled without hesitation, “I regret ever getting mixed up with her. But I’m stuck like this now, until she’s revived. After the spell is broken...we’ll see where we stand.” That, apparently, seemed an acceptable answer to Johanna. Turning to Sarahi, she said sincerely, “Thank you. For saving me. Does it spread from all of you, or just him?” “Just him,” Sarahi nodded, “And you’re wel—!” She was cut off by Johanna’s lips sealing her mouth. The Dalmatian’s tongue invaded her teeth, circling around hers once like a luscious handshake, then retreated. “I mean it,” Johanna declared, breaking the kiss with the surprised Sha'khari. Sitting back against the armrest again, the Dalmatian pushed the button in the game three more times. “Alright. Different dare. Remove the shirt and bra, if necessary, of the first female player on your right and flick her nipples until they stand at attention.” Oro stared at her with mouth open, dumbfounded. “You...want to keep playing? With me? After what I almost did?” Since he didn’t seem in any hurry to touch her, Johanna rolled her own shirt up over her breasts, showing that she had not bothered with a bra tonight. “I hate the witch,” she declared coldly, leaning back against the armrest once more with her breasts openly offered now, “For trying to kill my nephew. You...have proven to be a good man, despite circumstances. You saved my nephew’s life. You and Sarahi saved [i]my[/i] life, along with my brother, boyfriend, and girlfriend. And two of those required a valuable sacrifice,” she shook her head, “I don’t want to associate you with the witch. I want to break that connection, in my head. I [i]want[/i] us to be good neighbors, and good friends. At this point, I could even be talked into being the ‘with benefits’ kind, if Dane had a thing for any of you, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Johanna sighed, gently patting her exposed breasts. “That’s why I invited you today. That’s why I agreed to play this game. It’s been working, in my opinion. So yes, I’m going to continue it. Mistakes happen. People forget things, especially if they don’t come up often. That doesn’t make you bad, and I can forgive it.” Gemini, sitting on Sarahi’s other side, got up and shifted around the Sha'khari to embrace her friend from behind, draping her hands protectively over Johanna’s exposed breasts. “Mmm...and that’s why we love you,” she kissed the Dalmatian’s cheek, and was rewarded with a kiss in return, helping each other to relax, “And trust you to call the shots when they count.” Giving Oro and Nayeli a sympathetic smile on the other end of the couch, she prompted gently, “So...are you guys still in? I think it’s make-or-break time...and I’m all-in with my girl here...but we won’t blame you for calling it a night after all this.” Oro ground his teeth. “...Fuck,” he sighed at last, leaning toward the Dalmatian and reaching out to gently flick his middle finger against her nipples. First one and then the other was roughly, though not spitefully, coaxed into standing out from the swell of her breast, red and sensitive from the rough handling. Johanna rolled her shirt back down, shared another kiss with Gemini, and seemed to return to her usual, dead-pan mood. Oro sat back with a sigh against Nayeli again. “What the fuck did I do,” he asked softly, “To become completely surrounded by such unreasonably understanding people?” “Helped them,” she answered, softly in his sensitive ear, “When nobody else would, and you weren’t expected to.” “Fuck,” he sighed again, “Why do you always have such nice answers?” She giggled quietly. “Because I’m your wife.” Oro blew a slow exhale. “Tell me a truth, then,” he insisted, waving at Johanna’s phone, “I don’t know which is worse anymore, but I’d rather not see you kissing anyone else right now.” “Okay,” Johanna agreed, tapping for a prompt, “Easy one: would you do a foursome or orgy?” Nayeli winced, though managed not to break her comforting smile as she clung to Oro. “You call that ‘easy’?” she chuckled. “Mmm...I’d rather not. I love my husband. [i]And[/i] my second-husband,” she looked up to give a smile to Sarahi, “But I never wanted more than one, and would be content with just these two forever. Mmm, but if it were asked of me, I would be [i]willing[/i], at least with the rest of our house. Even Mom. I love you all, and would not refuse you anything...including my body.” “Mmm,” Gemini sighed dreamily, “That sounds familiar.” Nayeli just nodded. She could easily imagine, now, some similar sentiment running through their hosts’ family before they had all moved under one roof. It was probably what prompted them to. Turning to look over her shoulder at Dane, she quietly requested, “Truth, Dane.” The Dalmatian nodded, and his sister read out his prompt: “Describe the best foreplay you’ve ever had.” Dane gave a low whistle. “That’s tough for me,” he mused, “You girls are pretty well [i]masters[/i] of foreplay.” After thinking it over for a few minutes, he decided, “Actually...it was probably playing this exact game, that time we all rented the cabin a few years back. This game, and the handful of things that happened afterward, didn’t just lead to a night of fantastic sex...although that did happen,” he winked, “But is solidified this relationship. It’s when we decided to live under one roof, as one family. Best wuffing lead-up of my life,” he finished with a sincere smile, to which Ares just chuckled and Gemi’s tail wagged happily. Giving a sly look to the Feline beside him, Dane warned, “I’ll have my vengeance now. Dare.” Diya just giggled in answer. Her prompt was simple, at least: “Strip completely naked until your next turn,” Johanna read. “Hey!” Sarahi grinned in mock-protest, gesturing to her own complete lack of clothes, “That’s not fair! I don’t get mine back until the game’s over.” Diya gave her a reassuring smile and a wink as she hopped down out of her chair. “Well, it said I had to take them off until then. It didn’t say I had to put them back on,” she observed, unbuttoning the front of her top, “I don’t mind being naked with you. To be honest...it feels a lot more comfortable in here now, don’t you think?” the little Feline asked even as she opened her top and let it fall off her shoulders, offering an unfettered view of her petite breasts to the room. Sarahi smiled sincerely then, and nodded, and Diya sent her skirt after her top, and her panties after both of them. Just for good measure (and because she couldn’t resist being a little bit of a tease) the Cat stretched all the way up on her toes, then bent all the way down to touch them before climbing back into her seat, smiling at the Dogs on either side of her. “Mmm...truth, stud,” she grinned at Ares. “Describe in detail how you give oral sex,” Johanna read off, and Ares smirked. “Well, I usually find it’s easiest if I get it a little hard before I go down,” he explained, making a subtle stroking gesture in front of his mouth, “I like to start by running my tongue under the foreskin, where it’s real sensitive, and finish peeling it back that way. Then I’ll go full length along the underside, even a little out of mouth if I have to, and try to touch the sac before pulling back. It’s important to keep as much contact as possible on the way up. When you’re close to the tip again, a little swirl over the top helps reset things for the next lick. Just be mindful of how tight your mouth’s closed, so your teeth don’t become a detriment.” Looking around at all the blushing cheeks, he chuckled to find Dane’s face practically buried between his knees. “Ohhh...was it supposed to be how I do the girls?” he winked, then looked at Tuli. “Dare. You’re good at those, it seems.” Johanna nodded, tapping the appropriate button. “Choose a female player and feel up her boobs. You cannot touch your own,” she read, then gave the virtual die a roll. “...Me,” the Dalmatian declared softly, setting her phone down and pulling her shirt completely off this time. With a chuckle of sympathy, Tuli made her way over to sit between the Dalmatian and Oro, leaning back against the Rabbit and coaxing Johanna into turning around to lean against her in turn. “I’ll repay the favor of that [i]wonderful[/i] massage you gave me,” the Lioness promised as her hands slid up under the younger Dalmatian’s breasts. Her touch was gentle, more slide than squeeze, though she winced in sympathy as her fingers spread around either side of the bright nipples, careful not to apply any real stimulation. “That was rough, huh?” Johanna shrugged. “It was a good sign, and the sting wasn’t so bad. I can’t say whether he knew what he was doing or not, but he wasn’t needlessly rough.” Tuli tilted her head. “Good sign?” “Yeah. [i]Something[/i] like this happens every time we play this game. Always to me. It’s practically a tradition now, though not one we deliberately keep,” she explained, leaning her head back against Tuli’s shoulder. “Bringing you guys into that...I’ll take it as a sign. We should be closer.” The Lioness nuzzled her cheek softly. “That’s very kind of you. You seem distant, but you’re a good girl. Thank you for being so understanding with us.” “I can easily say the same,” Johanna sighed, this time contentedly, as Tuli made good on her promise of a pleasant, soothing massage over her intimate areas. “There wasn’t a time given for this one. Do you mind keeping it up a little longer?” the Dalmatian asked absently as she readied her phone again. “Of course not, sweetie,” the Lioness assured her, carefully rolling her hands back underneath to support and caress the soft mounds again. “Kylan, I’m mixing things up for you: Dare.” “Understood,” the little male grinned. Johanna read from her phone, “Your partner stands in front of you while you undress them as seductively as possible. They must remain undressed until their next turn.” She rolled the dice. “Gemini.” “Whee! Finally!” the Doberman cheered, practically bouncing into position in front of the little male. With a chuckle, not half as confident in his ability to perform this one as [i]she[/i] apparently was, Kylan motioned for her to turn her back to him, and then stood up on his chair. From there he slid his hands underneath the back of her shirt, reaching high without lifting it more than necessary to unhook her bra. Instead of withdrawing his hands from there, he ran them out along her shoulders, following her own arms out of the sleeves and pushing the straps down them. Gemi gave him a little help, bending her elbows to pull her hands in close once he got the straps passed the elbows. Kylans’ hands then circled her torso, still underneath her shirt, and lightly scooped up from underneath her breasts, sliding between the soft, full mounds and the light fabric of the bra, lifting it away from her body. “Ooo, you’re pretty good,” Gemini cooed encouragingly, keeping her hands above her head so he could roam and feel to his heart’s content. Kylan blushed a little, letting his hands come back down to the hem of her shirt, which he lifted up her body and over her head, onto her arms...where he left it, still a little below her elbows. “Keep it there for a minute,” he whispered to her, giving a little kiss to the side of her neck. Gemini giggled, and pretended to be “tied up” with her front fully exposed to the room, while Kylan slid down from his chair and reached around her hips. His fingers slid under the elastic waist of her pants...then froze as he encountered only the thick fur of her muff. “Yeah, I go like that a lot,” Gemini confessed, wagging her posterior in front of his face suggestively once, “It’s okay. You’d have to take the pants off first, anyway.” Kylan nodded, brushing his cheek against her rump, and removed his hands to instead reach up between her thighs with one arm. Hooking his fingers into the front of her waistline, he carefully pulled straight down. “Oh! Oh, that area first?! Oo, you [i]are[/i] naughty, aren’t you?” Kylan ignored her teasing, pulling the stretchy fabric straight down her thighs, and then her shins, kneeling behind her as he pushed them all the way to her ankles and then off her feet, which she lifted one-by-one to assist him. Stepping back up onto his chair, Kylan put an arm around her again, sliding his hand up her tummy to the place between her breasts. His other hand took the shirt around her raised arms and pulled it slowly back and down, forcing her to arch her back and push her hips forward. “Eee...sneaky devil,” she grinned, tipping her head back as her muffin was presented to all eyes for a moment before the shirt finally slid off of her arms, allowing her to straighten back up. With a grin, Gemi held the back-bent pose for a moment, letting their guests feast their eyes and giving Kylan a quick kiss on the cheek. “You’re pretty good,” she repeated, finally standing back up and giving him a moment to appreciate the view of her back before she sat back down beside him, crossing her legs more as a tease than out of modesty. Technically, since her next turn started [i]now[/i], she could have gone ahead and gotten dressed again. But Gemini seemed to have either forgotten that for the moment...or was deliberately ignoring it. [i][u]Round 4[/u][/i] “Very nice,” Johanna nodded, pushing one of the buttons on her screen. “We’re on the all dares round now. No complaints. Gemi...spank the hottest tail in the room, three times.” The prompt made the twins’ eyes light up with excitement, though they tempered it with the knowledge neither of them was likely considered a candidate for [i]that[/i] position. With a toothy grin, Gemini turned to the Sha'khari on her left. “I’m sorry,” she started gently, “But I [i]really [/i]want—” She was interrupted, and became a little concerned, when Sarahi buried her face in her hands and groaned aloud. “Oh, gosh...really don’t like that, huh?” Pushing her hair back from her face, Sarahi shook her head with a smile. “No, it’s fine...it just figures. I am [i]such[/i] a wuss when it comes to this. I dunno, my rump’s extra sensitive to palms or something. Anyway...I’m just going to lean on my support group over here, and you can go ahead, okay?” she asked, stepping around to Oro and Nayeli and leaning down to wrap her arms around each of their necks, resting her head on their shoulders between them. “Oro, honey-bunny, you should cover your ears,” she warned, though he and Nayeli just put arms around her and held her, supportive and steady. Gemini gave a genuinely apologetic smile. “I’m sorry...I really didn’t know. Are you sure you’re okay with this?” she asked gently. When Sarahi nodded firmly, the Doberman stepped up behind her and gently caressed her feline haunches. “Honestly, I just wanted an excuse to feel these up a bit. Get me back later, okay?” The Sha'khari nodded again, and waved her posterior briefly, begging the girl behind her to get on and get done with it. The Doberman patted her posterior gently a couple of times, then smacked her. Sarahi winced with a little gasp, tightening her grip on her friends...but Oro just rolled his eyes. “Oh, come on, even she’s not [i]that[/i] much of a wuss.” “Dear...,” Nayeli said in a warning tone, and Sarahi squeezed his neck even tighter, as if trying to choke the ability to talk out of him. Gemini chuckled, and stung her a little harder the second time. Sarahi yelped, bouncing her tail end as she tried not to dance away. The third one landed with a good, loud pop, and the Sha'khari squealed out loud, prancing on her back paws even as Gemini tried to massage the sting away, looking both amusing and apologetic. When she could keep her back legs steady again, Sarahi released her friends and wiped the tears from her cheeks with a smile firmly back in place on her face. “See? Total wuss. But I don’t mind so much once it’s done, so no worries,” she assured the Doberman with a brief hug. “Thanks for being a good sport, then,” Gemini answered, returning the hug before the two returned to their places in the circle. “Sarahi,” Johanna reminded her it was now her turn, having already gotten the next prompt, “Sexually tease the player of your choice for three minutes. Do you want me to roll the dice, or actually choose?” With eyes narrow and a sly grin, Sarahi started across the circle. “Oh, I think I’ve got the perfect partner in mind,” she smiled, waltzing right up to Dane. “[i]You[/i] made me strip so you could have a better look at me,” she grinned, her front legs standing astride his knees and her breasts practically touching his nose, “Had a good look now?” Cringing slightly at the (true) accusation, Dane nodded with a sheepish smile. “Yeah. You’re—” She interrupted whatever he was about to say with, “Want a better one?” Turning to the side, she paced a slow, almost menacing circle around him, pressing between him and Nayeli on the one side, and Diya on the other. Her leonine sides rubbed against his knees, the back of his chair and both sides of his thighs, giving him a very close look at her entire body from just about every angle. Coming back to his front, Sarahi smiled mischievously and put one paw on his thigh, using him as a step to place her other on the backrest of his chair. Raising up and looming over him, she carried her lower chest close to his nose...putting the tip of her semi-aroused dick just a little below his chin. “Oro doesn’t bend over for me, you know,” she grinned down at him, though neither of them could see the other’s face at this point, “I wonder if you would. Or would I have to pounce you, and hold you in my claws to get you to stop squirming?” “Heh...I...don’t think you’d have to go [i]that[/i] far,” he answered, lifting his chin to prevent her dick from accidentally touching his lips, since she couldn’t see [i]exactly[/i] how close she was getting with it. The effort pressed his nose into her belly, and she rubbed her fur in it briefly. “Oh? That’s a pity,” she remarked in return, “I think it’d be fun to crush you like—” The timer went off, and she backed down immediately, smiling in a much more sheepish fashion and blushing from ear to ear. “Not really,” she assured him quickly, “I talk a big game, but I don’t like being that way in bed. Was it good?” “Ahem...well...,” he pointed down at the noticeable bulge in his own pants, which she took to mean she’d done a decent job of being exciting. Patting his leg briefly, she trotted back over to her place beside Gemini...who had her own hands clamped between her thighs and her tongue starting to loll, apparently excited by the display. “Ooo, [i]I’d[/i] like to be pounced sometime,” the Doberman whispered to her, causing Sarahi’s blush to deepen. She was [i]really[/i] surprised when Johanna confessed from her other side, “That even got [i]me[/i] kind of excited,” and offered her phone to the Sha'khari. “Care to do the honors for me?” Taking the phone with a smile like she’d just been given a sweet compliment, Sarahi pushed the button for the requisite dare, and read aloud, “Choose another player to strip you down to your underwear. Skip if you’re already naked.” Before handing it back, Sarahi took a glance around the room with an arched brow. “Is this thing sexist or something? Why are none of the [i]guys[/i] naked yet?” Johanna shrugged, extending her hand for her phone again. “Sometimes karma plays favorites. I don’t usually mind, but then I also like treating my boys,” she remarked off-handedly. Shaking the little virtual dice, she patted Oro’s thigh. “Trade places with me. Nayeli’s my partner for this one.” The Lioness blinked. “Me?” “Yeah, I didn’t limit it to the boys this time, since the dare didn’t specify,” she sighed as Oro reluctantly got up and moved around her, letting the Dalmatian crawl across the couch to reseat herself with her back against Nayeli. “But it’s getting kind of late, and I’m getting kind of tired, so I’d rather not stand up. Is that alright?” “...Of course,” Nayeli assured her, checking the clock on the wall as she reached around for the hem of Johanna’s shirt. “Not much of a night-owl, are you?” “Not at all,” Johanna admitted as the Lioness gathered a handful of the cloth, “I’m good for a few more hours. I just won’t be energetic.” She laid her hands over the Lioness’, arresting their motion just as they got the shirt above her belly-button. Nayeli gave her a curious look, as Johanna turned her cheek to say softly in her ear, “I like to treat my boys...but this one is for yours. Be sure he watches, and show him what he likes to see.” Nayeli chuckled softly, giving a light kiss to the Dalmatian’s nose. “You’re very kind. But Oro’s an odd case. He doesn’t really like this kind of thing.” “...Prude?” Johanna asked softly, moving her hands from her belly to Nayeli’s shoulders, inviting her to continue her actions. “Not at all,” the Lioness giggled, drawing the hem up to just below the other female’s breasts, “But very guarded against having his heart played with.” Johanna nodded, sympathetic to that particular concern, and Nayeli pulled the shirt up over her breasts, checking to make sure Oro wasn’t being a poor sport and looking away. He was staring, grumpily, but steadily. Nayeli finished pulling Johanna’s shirt over her head and set it in the floor under their feet. “Knees up, or down?” Johanna asked as the other girl’s hands slid down to her pants, unbuttoning the waist and drawing down he zipper. “Um...up,” Nayeli answered, taking a moment to visualize the distinction. Johanna nodded silently, and curled her knees against her chest as the Lioness pushed her pants under her rump, then up the back of her legs. Johanna pointed her ankles at the ceiling, letting Nayeli roll the cloth all the way up and off without either of them having to leave their seats. Lowering her ankles again, slowly, Johanna set one on the back of the couch, and the other on the floor, shamelessly offering him a view of the pink-and-white striped panties barely concealing the intimate place beneath them...and the small spot of dampness that had begun to form there. Then she leaned forward, and he took the cue to stand up and let her crawl back into her previous seat before reclaiming his. Johanna leaned against the arm-rest with her tail toward him, continuing to offer a half-concealed view of her posterior behind tucked legs as she picked up her phone to give him his dare. “Gently rub a warm washcloth over your partner’s entire body,” she read the prompt aloud slowly, “Paying particular attention to the down-south area. Both of you should be naked.” Oro’s lip curled for a moment, but he forced it back down into a more neutral expression. “There’s only two players here I’d voluntarily pick for that, and they’re both on the team I’m not allowed to choose from. So Hell if I care who it ends up being. Throw the dice.” Nayeli whispered something in his ear, so softly only the Rabbit could hope to hear it. He didn’t look any happier when she finished, but he nodded...and Johanna sighed. “Me again,” she announced. Gemini giggled. “If I didn’t know you better, I’d think you were playing favorites now.” Johanna rolled her eyes, then rolled onto her stomach and stretched out her legs until her feet were in Oro’s lap. “I don’t really feel like getting wet right now, and I don’t think a mock-bath is actually the point. So let’s just pretend you have a cloth, and I won’t complain about having direct contact as you feel me up,” she promised, laying her head down on top of her arms, propped on the armrest, “In exchange, do me the favor of dealing with my panties for me.” Oro ground his teeth thoughtfully, his ear twitching more than once, but pulled his shirt over his head. He had to move her feet, laying them on top of her own rump, so that he could stand up and push his pants down around his ankles before kicking them off. To their right, Sarahi politely covered her disbelieving look...not at his naked body, but at the fact that he’d [i]gotten[/i] naked without threatening the life of everyone in the room. Gemini likewise hid her grin, noticing the Sha'khari’s dick suddenly standing at attention, too. Putting his leg across hers, Oro hooked his fingers into the striped fabric covering her rump, and determinedly pulled it down her legs and off of her feet, dropping it on top of her other clothes. Catching him as he leaned in close, Nayeli pulled his face over for a quick kiss on the lips. “Remember what I said,” she urged him softly, and the Rabbit nodded before returning to his task. “You’re fucking lucky,” he declared not-too-quietly as he spread his hands against her shoulders, rubbing up and down with palms flat against her as though scrubbing her with a cloth. “Oh? How so?” Johanna asked with eyes closed and her face carelessly disinterested. “My wife likes you,” he answered, hands moving a little lower down her back, doing something like a mix between a scrub and a massage, “And I tend to like people she likes. She’s a good judge of character like that.” “Mmm...and are you [i]nice[/i] to people she likes?” the Dalmatian prompted. “I’m not even nice to [i]her[/i],” Oro countered, working over the small of her back, “But it means I give a damn how you are, and how you feel, and I’ll make sure the worst of it doesn’t come out of me.” “Oh,” Johanna sighed sleepily, her tail wagging once, slowly, “Is that why this actually feels really good?” “Mostly,” he admitted, moving on down to the soft cheeks under her tail, squeezing them with more interest in relaxing the muscles than enjoying the softness. “Pinch that,” came the unexpected instruction from Johanna, “I’m sleepy, and you’re being too nice.” She almost instantly yelped, eyes flying open. “[i]That[/i] worked!” “Oro!” Nayeli sounded clearly disappointed. “She explicitly asked,” the Rabbit pointed out, rubbing the spot he’d pinched and patting her gently before moving on down to her legs, “And yeah, she has every reason to think I was being a little vicious,” he admitted to Johanna, “But you should understand that’s naturally how I am. If you ask me to do what comes naturally, expect me to be good at it.” The Dalmatian nodded thoughtfully, quietly letting him continue for a minute, before rolling over suddenly and scooting a little closer to Nayeli. “Up here,” she patted the space she’d made behind her, indicating he should sit. Though he arched a suspicious brow, Oro took a seat with his back to the armrest and let Johanna lean back against him, casually stretching out her legs and resting one ankle in Nayeli’s lap and the other on the backrest behind her. The Lioness made no protest, though a fresh wave of blush was spreading through her cheeks as the Dalmatian flashed her nether-lips shamelessly. After a quick, deep breath, Johanna explained, “I do understand that. I often seem bored, and distant, because I am naturally that way. It’s hard for me to express a strong emotion. It takes time for people to learn to read me through that.” She gave a brief, meaningful look to each of her family, then laid his hands on top of her breasts and patted his thigh to encourage him to continue his dare. “With that in mind...you have seemed uncomfortable, or at best reluctant to be here from the moment you walked through the door. I am sure I have also seemed cold, or at best inconvenienced by you.” She sighed again as he “washed” her breasts, and then moved down onto her belly while she talked. “It will take time, but now that we know the truth of each other...I will choose to believe you do not actually hate the situation as much as your face suggests, and trust your friends to warn me if I’m wrong. You should also tell yourself that I am not actually so indifferent towards you, or adverse to your touch, as I probably seem. I am actually quite enjoying you and your family’s company, and this game. My friends can vouch for that.” Her brother and the two Dobermans all nodded with sincere smiles on their faces...carefully ignoring the evident bulge in the men’s pants, and the dampness Gemi was keeping covered by her hand. Oro sighed, sounding almost disappointed as his hands ran down into the creases of her thighs, cupped to either side of her sex. “...Then I’m going to be rude,” he warned in a low voice, and Johanna nodded acceptance of the warning. His hands folded over her sex, palms rubbing gently over the area above her pearl, and two fingers hooked down into her love-tunnel, spreading her open before trailing up between her labia to caress her pearl once. Johanna clenched her teeth briefly, then released a held breath. “Much better,” she declared softly, “An honest touch, finally. Thank you.” Oro frowned, but nodded. “You’re welcome. Sorry for creating so much tension,” he said sincerely. The Dalmatian shook her head, then rubbed Nayeli’s shoulder with her foot. “And thank [i]you[/i]. You told him to make an effort, didn’t you?” The Lioness nodded, blushing more, and patted the foot on her shoulder. “I think our families are very much alike. We’d make good friends. But he has to be behind that,” she admitted, “I can coax him and encourage him...but I have never been able to go against him, and I would not want to. Heh...although, you [i]are[/i] making me both jealous and envious, sitting there,” she added, arching a brow at the Rabbit with his hands still cupped over Johanna’s crotch, “Can we call this dare complete and let me have him back?” The Dalmatian actually giggled, softly. “Absolutely,” she agreed, leaning forward so Oro could extricate himself and move back to Nayeli’s side...where she immediately pulled him into a possessive and grateful kiss. “Fuck, that was so good on so many levels,” Sarahi muttered to herself, hands covering her nipples and trying [i]not[/i] to play with herself. “I agree,” Gemini whispered beside her, failing in her efforts to keep her fingers out of herself, “This can’t stay so platonic much longer, or I’m going to die!” The Sha'khari glanced at her, blinked as she realized what the Doberman was doing...and giggled with a slight blush before gently tugging at her own nipples. “Are you ready for yours, Nayeli?” Johanna asked gently, openly watching the Rabbit and Lioness make out next to her. “Mmm...yes,” Nayeli answered, though only half honestly, around her husband’s lips. Johanna cleared her throat and read the next prompt from the app. “Pretend to have sex with the player to your left. All shirts must be off.” The Lioness’ eyes flew open, and she glanced over her shoulder at Dane. “I...might have been wrong,” she confessed as her whole face turned bright pink. Diya giggled from his other side. “You could always replay my little act,” she pointed out, then added with a sly glance at the Dalmatian, “Dane would probably enjoy it more with a ‘real woman’ in his lap.” Dane winced and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I am so sorry about that remark. I [i]will[/i] make it up to you, somehow,” he promised, but Diya was giggling good-naturedly. Nayeli, though, shook her head, and seemed to get over her inhibitions quickly. “No, I think I’d rather pay him back a little for the turn he just took,” she mused, smiling at Oro even as she let go of her grip on him and swung around to face to Dane. Taking a calming breath, she pulled her shirt over her head and piled it on top of Oro’s clothes...which he had conveniently forgotten to pull back on. There seemed to have become an unspoken rule that whatever clothes were lost [i]stayed[/i] lost, whether the dare required it or not. Dane also pulled his shirt off, dropping it behind his chair and making no small show of his lean, athletic chest. Nayeli ran her hands down it appreciatively as she settled in his lap, straddling his thighs with her bra-covered breasts pressed against his bare chest. She kept her hips just far enough back on his thighs to avoid pressing the bulge in his pants...for now. “Hey there, handsome,” she greeted softly, “Does Johanna get jealous easily?” “Heh...not a jealous bone in her body,” he admitted, sounding just a little bit like he wished she [i]would[/i], “And Gemini only gets envious. Don’t worry, you won’t make anyone in this family mad.” “Hmm, a pity,” she sighed, leaning forward and putting her arms around him, nesting her neck against his as she rocked her hips against his, “I’m going to try anyway.” Forward and up, then down and back, then forward and up again. She pressed her breasts against him, moaning softly with each rise, pausing only to give a quick glance at Johanna sitting on the couch. “What was the time for this?” she asked, to clarify. Johanna double-checked before answering. “This prompt doesn’t have one. You can just go to climax, however long you feel like.” “Ugh, she’s as mean as Oro in her own way,” Nayeli sighed against Dane’s neck. Shortening her movements, she began gently bouncing up and down in his lap, imitating riding his dick cowgirl style, including little gasps and moans with each bounce. “Oh Dane!” she started talking as she neared her “climax”, “Oh baby! Oh, I’m—” He caught her rump before she could drop it again, holding her in place. Nayeli blinked down at him, head tilted curiously. “Too hard? I didn’t think I was heavy enough to hurt your legs.” “Not at all!” he assured her quickly, face flushed and breath a little labored, “But...if you drop on me just once or twice more...this won’t be ‘pretend’ anymore.” Whether she realized it or not, she had been falling directly onto his entrapped bone, and the tent in his pants had become quite tight and uncomfortable. “Oh!” Nayeli giggled, patting his cheek gently and fully standing up, “Sorry about that. I take it I was convincing, then, so I’ll end my turn there,” she declared with a smile, falling happily back into her seat beside Oro with her shirt still in the floor. Johanna was reading the prompt for her brother’s dare. Apparently it was a long one. “Wow...this is basically a mini-game. Okay, I’m going to explain it rather than read it off,” she declared, “Dane will put on a blindfold and choose tail, breasts, or crotch. We will all randomly move to a different side of the circle, so he can’t tell who is who, then I’ll roll the dice to pick his partner. Touching only the area he chose, he has to guess who he’s feeling up.” Gemini ran up the steps briefly, and soon returned with the little sleep-mask they used as a blindfold for these things. Dane stepped into the middle of the circle, slid the mask on, and considered his options carefully for a moment before loudly announcing, “Breasts.” There was a moment of shuffling around him, and Dane even covered his ears for good measure, just to be a good sport. When it seemed like everyone had stopped moving, he uncovered his ears just in time to hear the rattle of the virtual dice on Johanna’s phone. Someone stepped out of the circle and moved around in front of him. Dane started to reach out ahead, but his partner caught his hands, guiding them [i]down[/i] to a very flat chest and two small nubs that could only be the nipples. Dane chuckled as he realized the trick being played. “Wow...only way I could have made this harder was if I’d called ‘tails’,” he grinned. There was a gasp from somewhere in the room, and a hand clapped his cheek...stinging, but also giving him the last hint he needed to make his guess with confidence. “Heh...yeah, I definitely deserved that. Sorry, Diya,” he apologized, pulling the blindfold off. Kylan was grinning from ear to ear. The little feline had tossed his top during the shuffle, just in case, and was glad that he had. The deception had been perfect...right down to being offended on his sister’s behalf. “Since you guessed wrong,” Kylan grinned slyly, “Can the [i]real[/i] Diya slap you, too?” Dane laughed, sitting down on the floor with a nod to the [i]other[/i] little Feline in the circle. “Yes. And before she does that, I’d like to apologize. Really. I’ve slighted you a couple of times now, and even though one of those was out of [i]strategy[/i]...I’ve been rude, and I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.” Diya shrugged as she walked up to him. “And I’d like to assure you it’s okay. Really. I [i]do[/i] wish they were bigger,” she circled her own nipples with her fingers, “But I pretend to be offended more than I really am with friends...just like they pretend to be bothered more than they really are,” she winked, “So instead of slapping you, I’m just going to have you kiss them. Fair enough?” The Dalmatian chuckled, putting an arm around her to pull her close, and laid a firm kiss on each nipple with just a bit of suction for good measure. Diya cooed softly at the attention, and patted his head gratefully. “And now your turn,” Johanna declared, tapping her phone again, “Kiss every player of the opposite sex, with tongue.” The little feline laughed, cupping her hands under Dane’s cheeks to lift his lips from her breasts to her face. “Well, since I’ve got you here,” she smiled, leaning in and kissing him like a long-lost lover. Her tongue peeked briefly out form between their lips, as if to prove she was making use of it, and she let it drag across his upper teeth as she pulled back from the kiss. “Mmm...like warm cinnamon,” she complimented, then turned to Ares on her other side. “Oo, I’ve wanted to put my tongue on you almost from the moment we walked through the door,” she warned him, climbing into his lap and wrapping her legs around his tummy while her hands took a fistful of his shirt, “I was kind of hoping to get to put it a few other places, though.” “Hehe, the game’s not over yet,” the big Doberman reminded her, letting her pull him forward into another deep kiss. Their faces twisted together, and they deliberately opened wide at one point to treat the others to a show of their tongues wrestling around one another before clamping lips back together briefly. Diya’s cheeks turned bright pink before they were done. “Oooo, you are [i]good[/i] at this!” “I have an excellent trainer,” he winked, licking his own lips and looking appreciatively at Johanna. With a giggle, Diya scooted down out of his lap and skipped over to her brother. “Give it,” she demanded bluntly, and Kylan obligingly stuck his tongue out with a grin. Diya mock-bit it, claiming it for her own, and gently sucked it through her lips until they met his. The pair had been doing this for so long it had become a kind of art for them, tongues and hands alike seeking out familiar, favorite places. “Gah!” they broke breathlessly, Diya now obviously lusty and Kylan rock-hard under her hand. “Whoo...nearly went too far with that one...,” she panted, moving on down the line. “Coming back for you,” she promised Sarahi as she walked passed the Sha'khari. Sarahi blinked, then giggled. “Oh, do I get a pass for this?!” “You’ve got a dick,” Diya pointed out as she climbed onto the couch and turned side-saddle in Oro’s lap, “You count. Besides, I can’t end on grumpy here,” she chided, pulling the frowning Rabbit’s face down to hers. “Mmm...you’re a pretty sweet grump, though,” she remarked as a half-apology before pressing her lips to his. Oro clapped a hand to the back of her head, mashing their faces together until she squealed just a little, and ground his lips against hers for a moment before he released her. “Your punishment. For earlier,” he grunted. “Eesh, I’d rather have the spanking,” she winced, running her tongue over her abused lips before sliding back out of his lap. Returning to Sarahi, she motioned for the Sha'khari to come down to her level. Sarahi laid her back half down completely on her belly, spreading her paws around Diya’s feet, and put her arms lightly around the little Feline’s shoulders. Diya put a finger over her lips before she could lean in for the kiss, though. “I saved you for last,” she told the Sha'khari softly, “Because I like you the most, besides brother. So when you feel like you’ve had enough, push me away. If you don’t, we’re likely to be here a while,” the smaller female promised, pressing her lips to the other side of her finger before sliding it out from between them. Their lips met, and Diya cupped her hands to Sarahi’s cheek and head possessively, turning so that their mouths interlocked and their noses were clear to breathe while their tongues danced between their teeth. She cooed, and moaned, and affectionately sucked Sarahi’s tongue whenever it cross into her mouth, chasing it with her own and attempting to tease it back whenever it retreated back to its owner. Sarahi enjoyed it, and let her enjoy it, but didn’t let it go on [i]too[/i] long before she gently pushed the little Feline back. “Okay. You can have more when we get home,” she promised, kissing Diya’s forehead, “Time for someone else to have a turn.” “Mmm,” was all a dreamy-eyed Diya answered, wandering back over to her chair with her tongue making wistful circles around her lips. “That made [i]me[/i] want one,” Gemini sighed, looking almost pleadingly at Johanna. The Dalmatian reached out to press a fingertip against her lips, allowing her to kiss that much, but no more. “Can’t break now, or they’ll end up staying the night,” she warned (which, admittedly, most of them found a pretty agreeable prospect at this point). “Ares...whisper something filthy dirty in Tuli’s ear. She gets to choose your punishment if she thinks it’s weak.” Ares chuckled. “Whisper, eh? So something so dirty it’d be better for the rest of the group not to hear it?” “I suppose,” Johanna shrugged, “Try not to break her brain.” Tuli grinned smugly, but listened patiently as Ares leaned over and whispered in her ear, “To tell the truth...my tail-pussy really wants to swallow that thick futa-dick,” he winked, nodding to Sarahi. The older Lioness burst into giggles. “Oh, you’re a big, strong, sweet young man, aren’t you?” she beamed. “Now a hard, beefy, dirty young man would have said he was gonna...,” she leaned in close, whispering so softly even Ares was having trouble hearing...although he apparently made out enough to cause his chin to drop slack. Tuli leaned back with a wry smile, but then seemed to think of something else. “Oo! Or...” Oro’s ears twitched as she whispered to Ares again, and the Rabbit suddenly barked, “By all the forgotten gods, woman! After all the grief you’ve given me about my language, [i]that[/i] comes out of [i]your[/i] mouth?! Nobody needs pointers like that.” “Oops,” Tuli blinked at the disgusted Rabbit, covering her mouth guiltily, “Ah...guess I have bathroom duty tomorrow,” she giggled, grinning at Ares, “But having said that...will you blame me for declaring your attempt ‘weak’?” He rubbed the ear she’d been whispering in, as if her words were still burning his eardrums. “Uh...no, compared to that, I was weak as a wet noodle,” he admitted, clearing his throat, “So...what’s my punishment?” “Oh, I’m going to do my little one there a favor,” she smiled sweetly at Diya, then patted Ares’ lap, “You’re going to be her chair for the rest of the game. Is that acceptable?” The Doberman chuckled and patted his own thighs invitingly. Diya, beaming excitedly, hopped right up and leaned her back against him, inviting him to lay his arms across her own legs. “Heh...I’ll try not to put too much pressure on that,” she promised, nudging her rump against the tent in his pants. “Tuli,” Johanna read off the next prompt, “You are to be blindfolded. Your dare is to touch every boy’s dick and guess who is who.” “Oh! Now [i]this[/i] is the kind of game I expected!” the Lioness giggled, letting Dane pull the blindfold down over his eyes. There was a moment of shuffling as all the boys lined up in front of her, and those that still had on pants lost them. “Everyone ready?” Tuli asked with a sly grin, then held out an upturned palm, “Will you mind bringing yourself to me? So I don’t go groping everyone at once...” There was a handful of chuckles, and a small, smooth pair of balls settled in her palm. The size and height alone made this an easy guess, and she figured he had deliberately gone first to get the obviously easy one out of the way. “Kylan,” she declared, and was rewarded with a little kiss on the cheek before the little male skipped back to his seat. “Oh! Do I get treats for guessing right? Well thank you!” The next set to fall into her hands was thicker...[i]much[/i] thicker, and higher. The sac was large, and the shaft tall and smooth, with a thick sheath near the base. “Ooo, that was a neat trick, keeping me from feeling the rest of your belly,” the Lioness smiled, “But yours is pretty distinctive, Sarahi. I’d know it anywhere.” “Aww!” the Sha'khari blushed, actually feeling kind of complimented. Dropping her front paws back on the floor, she thanked Dane and Ares for letting her use them for balance, then gifted Tuli with a kiss and went trotting off. “Hmm...this one might be a little trickier,” Tuli grinned as the next set found her fingertips, thick and smooth with neither sheath nor knot, “If I didn’t already know it so well. These fine balls belong to my son-in-law, don’t they?” She could practically hear his eyes rolling before he kissed her, and marched off to flop back on the couch with Nayeli. “Now the [i]real[/i] challenge begins,” she coaxed dramatically, holding out [i]both[/i] palms for the two males she had never known before, and only briefly glimpsed before this moment. They obliged, each setting their pair in one of her hands. She spent a long, thoughtful moment gently massaging their balls, trailing up the shafts with her fingertips, and idly stroking them while she deliberated on the subtle differences. “Hmmm...such interesting boys,” she cooed, giving them each a little squeeze. “This one’s thicker over all,” she stroked the one in her right hand, “But this one has the larger knot...at least so far,” she mused, scratching around the base and balls of the cock in her left hand. “I’m going to guess...Dane on my left, and Ares on my right?” “Wuff,” Ares chuckled from her right side, “Did you put that blindfold on her right? She got a perfect score!” They both bent down to kiss her cheeks in congratulations as Tuli took the blindfold off. “Whee! That was fun!” the Lioness cheered, swinging the little mask around on her finger, “I can’t wait for one of you boys to try guessing us by our pussies!” she winked. “You’ll like Kylan’s dare, then,” Johanna guessed, “Last turn of the round: Kylan, feel up the first female player on your right’s boobs and tell her which one you think is bigger.” Tuli giggled, pulling her shirt up around her neck and unfastening the bra underneath, discarding it behind her chair. “Ooh, that [i]does[/i] sound like fun. Come on, sweetie, I’ve been dying to have hands on me again,” she assured him. “Uh...am I actually supposed to be able to tell them apart?” the little male blushed as he moved in front of her, reaching out to gently cup the luxurious curves of Tuli’s tantalizing bust. Tuli grinned at him encouragingly. “It said to tell me which one you [i]think[/i] is bigger. I happen to have my own opinion on that, but it’s not like I’m going to argue your impressions. You’ll get a better feel from behind me, though,” she suggested, scooting forward to the edge of her chair to make room for him at her back. “Heh, thanks,” Kylan chuckled, settling in as comfortably as he could with his legs spread around her wide hips and leaning against her back as he reached around to place his palms squarely over her nipples. Tuli smiled, leaning back against him as well and giving his hands plenty of room to move. He caressed her, running his hands around every side, across the tops, even tucking them between her breasts to separate them and lifting them in his cupped hands, gently bouncing them to gauge the weight. His eyes went wide as he realized something. “Uh...Tuli, are you...‘full’?” he whispered in her ear, hopefully soft enough that nobody (except probably Oro) would overhear. She chuckled, and nodded, but didn’t elaborate. If he was curious...or wanted to do something about it...they could talk later. After a few minutes of weighing, squeezing, and caressing, he made his guess: “Hmm...the...left one feels a little heavier. So I’m going with that one.” Tuli smiled and nodded. “Good. Mmm, and that felt very nice,” she added with a contented sigh as he started to scoot out from behind her. She put more of her weight against him, pinning him in between her and the backrest of the chair. “You’re very warm,” she remarked, “If it’s not too uncomfortable, I wouldn’t mind you staying there a little longer.” With a chuckle, Kylan nodded and leaned against her back again, covering her nipples with his hands to keep them from getting [i]too[/i] perky. The Lioness leaned to one side briefly, twisting and pulling him forward enough to whisper in his ear, “Help me balance them out when we get home?” Kylan blushed deeply, looking a little surprised...but nodded. Johanna, leaning on the arm of the couch and gazing at the wall with a thousand-mile stare, almost didn’t seem to realize Kylan had ended his turn. Gemini tapped Sarahi, urging her to pass it on to the Dalmatian, who blinked like she was coming out of a daze when the Sha'khari gently nudged her shoulder. “Ah...well, that’s our standard game,” she sighed, the hour obviously catching up with her, “Anyone who wants to keep going, show of hands now.” She and Oro were the only two who [i]didn’t[/i] raise their hands. “We haven’t had a round where we can choose our own preference,” Sarahi pointed out, “Not that I’m complaining, but I’d like one more go.” “Sorry, dear,” Nayeli kissed Oro’s cheek, hand still raised, “Everyone’s having fun, and...I’m kind of worked up now.”