/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>38222269
I honestly feel so sad for you anon. You're hopeless.
It's like this petty attitude of picking on petty stuff and being smuggy about it like some underaged nerd is so engraved in your brain that it's the only way you can act now. It's seriously sad to see.

You should stop worrying about pathetic stuff like this, that's how you become happy. And don't give me the "b-but i can handle it its ok im a big guy!!" crap otherwise you'd just be proving you're actually underaged.

And no anon, no matter how many times you correct I still don't care, for a very good reason. Care to hear it out?
>Why do my corrections make you react like this?
Because I don't like how you behave and I wanted to help you, but it seems like this might be so easy...

>>35032718
uhhhh dude I just checked and no.
Wait was I supposed to laugh?? sorry dude...

>>26251279
Why do they have belly buttons if they are made in a factory?

... Speaking of that, do the AOU and ACR characters even have belly buttons? They are made in incubators and aren't actually connected to any mother, right?

Me on the left.

Ange convulsed with pleasure. She threw her head back and moaned wantonly, not caring if the girls next door heard. Her hips jerked in time to Mammom's movements. Deep down, she noticed that the wilder her thrusting and the louder her groans of pleasure, the harder Mammon worked.

The pressure built and built. Ange squirmed, half begging half pleading until one last thrust into her pussy undid her. She writhed around Mammon's fingers, juices squelching as she came. Then, when Mammon didn't stop moving, Ange threw her head back and panted as the second orgasm overtook her, thighs trembling with exertion.

With that, Mammon seemed content, because she stopped moving and withdrew completely. Ange's eyes fluttered.

"No, don't open your eyes. You've used too much of your energy to sustain me if you do."

The voice came from somewhere to Ange's right. It sounded like Mammon was lying right next to her, close enough to whisper in her ear.

"Don't you want me to..."

"Serving you is my pleasure, Ange-sama."

Unlike the laughter and teasing from before, this was low and tender. Ange felt tears come to her eyes unbidden.

She needed to see what Mammon looked like at this moment, lying beside her. She needed to see the love and devotion written on Mammon's face. Hearing it just wasn't enough. She needed to _know_, with all her heart.

Ange opened one eye, just a crack. Surely that wouldn't be enough to break the spell.

The space beside her was empty and cold. No other person had been laying there at any point in time.

Her fingers were sticky with her own juices.

Ange curled up and cried.