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It was much easier the second time around, sneaking through the campus, and Merry once more found herself on the narrow sill of a familiar window. As usual it blacked out, the thick curtains making it impossible see inside, or even if the rooms inhabitants were inside. She knocked anyways, tapping rhythmically against the glass.

Ahm, having been working on the twin's homework alone in their room while Nahm was off doing Jack only knew what, heard the light rhythmic tapping; he rose from his chair, punted that damned fat foxfire out of his way with a snarl and opened the window. "Ah...Merry~" The boi's mouth curved into a welcoming smile, teeth flashing from the depths of his outer robe. "Come in, sweetness. What can I do you for?" He chuckled and ushered the construct into the room so that he could reclose the window.

The window opened and Merry greeted the hooded figure that met her with a lazy grin and half lidded gaze. It wasn't Nahm, but Ahm himself was quickly gaining the ghoul's favor and she was equally pleased to see him. "Came for a visit, it was terribly boring at home.". She slide through the window, stepping aside so Ahm could close it again, then curled curled pale fingers within the arm of his robe. Nahm didn't seem to be around, but present company would do just fine.

"You're always welcome here." He purred at her, pushing his hood back since the room was good and dark; his hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail at his nape. "Nahm's...out. My turn to do the homework." Ahm chuckled and curled his long fingers over her hand, lifting it from his sleeve so that he could raise her hand and kiss her wrist.

Her grin widened, and she gave a pleased little chirp at the declaration of he welcome. That pleased her a great deal. He pushed his hood away, and Merry's eyes followed the movement before lingering at the tail of hair at his nape, it was a flattering style. "Getting into trouble, no doubt." A purr left her lips as he rose her hand so he could kiss her wrist and she leaned forward so she could return the affection with a soft peck on his his. "Let him have his fun, I'll stay and keep you company."

"Naturally." Ahm's eyes narrowed in a pleased manner as Merry leaned up; he captured her mouth once, then again after she dismissed Nahm's absence in favor of having a bit of fun with him. Her mouth was soft, sweet and very warm under his own - a proper "greeting". "Mmm...this evening is looking much more enjoyable now, wouldn't you say?" Deft fingers brushed her cheek, sliding down the column of her pale throat and then to her lower back; Ahm pulled her closer.

The kiss hadn't been expected, though she wasn't sure why, but she eagerly returned it, bright lips parting under the press of his much wider ones so the forked tip of her tongue could brush invitingly. "Mmhmm, I'm happy you were here." Happy either was home, she hadn't wanted to spend the evening alone, not when the twins were so very accommodating. He touched her cheek, and she turned into that soft brush of fingers, nuzzling his hand before it slide lower along her throat on its way to her back so he could pull her closer. She purred as he pressed them together, and the ghoul lowered her head so that soft mouth could explore the strong pillar of his throat.

Ahm made a pleased sound as her mouth found his throat; his fingers tightened at the dip of her lower back. "I"m happy I was here too...I wouldn't want to have missed your...visit..." The Grue's tail slowly wound itself around her leg, tickling at the back of her knee; just the scent of this ghoul made his c**k swell...she was delicious. So much so that the first time Nahm had come back, covered in her scent, Ahm had nearly devoured his twin. "I could eat you up..."

Perhaps some other boil (or ghoul) would have been worried about Merry's predatory blood taking over - with his throat bared to her, she could have done him a great deal of damage - but not Ahm. He knew that he would be able to coax her into his bed; knew that she would want his hands, teeth and lips on her skin - want the pleasure that he could give her ripe, lush body - far, far more than she would want to rip open his throat. "Good choice, my sweet."

He chuckled a little bit and set to stripping the chimera quickly; he did so enjoy having her pale and shining before him, the way he felt she was meant to be: naked. Ahm quickly shucked his own garments and pressed his darker skin against her pale softness for a heated clutch that wouldn't stop until her knees were near to buckling, at which point he would scoop her up and lay her out on his bed.

"Such beauty deserves proper obeisance..." Ahm was more than willing to pay Merry the tribute she merited too; starting from her lovely little feet...he would kiss his way up those long, lovely legs; hands moving ceaselessly over her skin, kneading and massaging. His tail lashing behind him as he knelt between her thighs.

Despite the battle of urges raging within her, the ghoul chuckled, a faint sound muffled against the front of Ahm's robes as he approved of her choice. There was something about submitting to someone that had not yet really dominated her that had her hackles raised. Not an issue the last time she'd come calling, because Nahm had matched her, she recognized his strength, and if he was willing to share, then so too was Merry.

But now, alone with the elder twin, there was the matter of never having settled that odd little issue. She wanted what he had to offer, needed it even, but dominate b***h in her blood made things.. difficult. She remained still as he skillful stripped her of her minimal clothing, focused on the feel of his hands along her body before the removal of his own covering distracted her. She watched at that dark skin was relieved, slitted eyes trailing down his chest, the narrowing of his waist, and finally the swollen length that hung between his legs. She had seconds only to admire the view though before he had pulled her against him, and she felt every hard inch pressed tightly between him.

"Ahm," she cooed as he lifted her, hands lifting to stroke along his cheeks, the lengths of his ears, before he settled her on the bed and slipped out of reach. She purred as his attentions started low and worked upward, propped on her elbows to watch as he smoothed his hands up her legs and knelt between her thighs. Chest raising in falling in excited pants, and he hadn't even touched her yet.

There was an odd...glint in Merry's eyes that Ahm noticed from time to time as he attention rose from the swell of her hips, her lush breasts...the deliciously heated place at the apex of her thighs. From his place between Merry's legs, he looked up at her and smirked - so...the predator was up, was it? Though he was no mind-reader, one of the things that the elder Grue twin knew well was the look of a predatory creature that hadn't quite decided just where he ranked on the eat-or-be-eaten scale. He himself felt the same way; truthfully he didn't know where this delicious construct belonged...he only knew that his brother had brought her to him....and that Nahm had proven at least her match...which meant that he would have handily done so.

"Yes, precious?" He dipped his head, tongue lapping at the soft spot behind her knee; his hands pinned her legs in place lest she try to escape by squirming away - some were ticklish there, some just couldn't stand it and tried to run. He didn't want that.

He was doing a fine job of distracting the beast that lay so tentatively tethered behind bright red eyes. The caress of his hands over long legshad her fingers curling withing the coverlet of his bed, but even the brush of his gaze along her body had her shivering, lower lip drawn between pointed teeth and bit as she fought to stay still and let him have his way instead of simply forcing him down and riding him into the mattress. That would come soon enough, or some manner of it, she could be patient. Probably.

He knelt ever lower, and though pale ears twitched as he spoke, she didn't have time or words to answer him, not with the languid stroke of his tongue along the back of her knee. She sighed, hands curling tighter within the covers of the bed, and let herself fall back against the mattress. Colorful wings spreading so elegant feathers would ruffle as she writhed, and there would certainly be writhing. She was ticklish, just not there.

She looked amazing like that, so...needy and wanting. Her scent filled his senses and he slid up her body, nipping and kissing along the inside of her thighs; his hands went under her buttocks to lift her to his hungry mouth. Hot breath against the softness of the cleft between her spread legs, Ahm teased open her folds to taste her with his long, wicked tongue; claws pressing into her soft flesh as he held her...at his mercy.

Every small brush of lips or pinch of teeth brought an appreciative sounds from the construct, coos and purrs of encouragement as he made his way up her thigh, higher and higher until he was mere inches away from where she so desperately wanted him to be. The feel of his fingers sliding beneath her was a warning, and she released her hold on the blankets, pale fingers sliding along his scalp and within the bound lengths of his hair.

His breath was hot between her legs, and even that was enough to make her shiver. He was an amazing tease, wonderfully skilled, just like his brother. His tongue parted her folds, licking between in a savoring lick, and Merrys head rolled back against the mattress, jaw falling open as she moaned. The prickle of claws was still a threat, and something within her mind roared a warning of danger, but she was far to lost in what he was doing to her to pay any heed to troublesome instincts. One leg rose, the flat of her hoof pressing against his back. She couldn't not move, not while he teased between her thighs.

Oh sweet-Jacking hell! Merry's scent, her taste was heady and made him feel just a little drunk. It hadn't been overly long since he'd lavished such affections on another, but with this predator shuddering and trembling as he made 'love' to her with his tongue, teeth and lips...he was absolutely in love.

He pressed his face closer, tongue working against her cleft and sliding within rhythmically at the same time - there were definite advantages to having such a long, well 'learned' tongue!