"Aw, no fair!" I exclaimed, carefully mashing the buttons on Zaire's second controller. "That guy looted my kill!"

Zaire chuckled. "Then you better get rid of him, Anwyll."

I huffed. "But it's a real person in the game."

"So? You're fine with killing creepy humanlike monsters, but not some guy that will later kill you and loot your body?"

I knocked my head on Zaire's left shoulder. "I know, I know."

Russet rested his chin on my left shoulder, since he was resting on my back while Zaire and I played games. Zaire clearly didn't mind and even offered for Russet to join, but our lop-eared family member was content to rest and watch us play.

I was surprised by how decent I had become at the first person apocalypse survival games that Zaire had stored away. He was pleased that I was able to headshot some fast moving creatures, too. He helped me in gathering supplies and I killed monsters that were chasing him.

Russet nosed my neck, so I flopped my tail over his lower back. He cuddled deeper and sighed happily as the gunshots started again. Zaire leaned over a bit and kissed my cheek as we leveled up again.

I blushed and pecked his lips. "Thanks for inviting me again, Zaire."

"Anytime, Anwyll." he smiled. "Angel wants to talk to you, right?"

"Yeah, it seemed pretty serious." I hummed, whacking the guy that looted my kill.

Zaire chuckled while I mercilessly downed that guy, then he knocked his head against mine. "Well, I hope it goes well."

"Thanks, I feel the same." I said, then sat up a bit to jar my sleepy bunny. "Russ, let's have you nap before dinner."

Russet weakly nodded and slipped off. I kissed Zaire again, hugging him with a happy wag of my tail. He blushed and shooed me off. I giggled and gave him the controller, then led Russet out of Zaire's room.

He followed me slowly, stumbling over his feet. I channeled my dragon strength and picked him up, carrying my lop-eared bunny to my room. He hung onto me, rubbing his chin on my head.

"Did you have fun with Wally today, Russ?"

Russet was suddenly flustered, but I shushed him as I placed him on my bed. I covered him with a blanket and kissed his cheek.

"You don't need to feel guilty, Russ. I am not upset at all. I think this is a really good change in your life, and even in Wally's mundane life. I think he needs your light, my little bunny."

Russet blushed and took Viola from me with a soft thank you. "You're amazing, Annie. I love you so much."

I stroked his cheek. "I love you too, Russet. My beautiful bunny, please sleep well. I'll put the sign on the door, so you can rest assured."

Russet nodded and snuggled deeper, closing his eyes. "Thank you."

I kissed his forehead, then grabbed my handcrafted "Russ the Bunny is Sleeping" sign to hang on the clear plastic hook I stuck on the outside of my door a few days ago. I had put one on Russet's door too, for when he felt comfortable enough to sleep alone in his own room. I left my room and closed the door, then hung the sign.

I smiled, then it dropped as I looked over at Angel's door. What did he need to talk to me about?

I stepped over to his door and knocked on it. He opened the door not a moment later and swept me up into his arms. He shut the door with his foot and he carried me to the bed, quickly flopping down and hugging me to his chest. I snuggled closer, then kissed his collarbones. Angel released a heavy sigh.

"Anwyll," he murmured, kissing my head. His horn was in its sheath, likely in preparation for snuggle time. "Anwyll, I love you."

"I love you too, Angel. What's wrong?"

He sighed heavily. "There is a press conference next week. It had to be set up after Clyde sent in a news tip to reporters that I had kissed you, a child, on the lips and groped you."

My jaw dropped. "What? We were careful not to do anything like that in public!"

Angel squeezed me tighter. "I know. I know they're Clyde's lies, but the other people do not know. They want to see you with their own eyes and confirm who is telling the truth."

I sighed aloud. "Okay, I guess. This really sucks, Angel. I'm sorry. Your reputation is being smashed to smithereens."

Angel kissed my head, curling around me. His heat was addicting to me, so I snuggled closer.

"Well, it's no fault of yours. At least Mr. Lucaon still backs me up. But even he is starting to get some heat because people have recognized you, sweetheart."

"I guess I just have that kind of memorable face." I said with a teasing grin to make Angel chuckle. Thankfully, it did work.

"So will Uncle Andros be at the press conference as well?"

Angel petted my hair. "Perhaps, sweetheart. We don't know yet."

I sighed. "Angel, this really sucks."

He kissed my head. "I do know that at least."

"What day next week is the conference? It's Friday today, right?"

Angel hummed. "It's supposed to be next Friday."

"Hmm, that gives us a bit of time. I actually need to go with Matteo to Kentucky soon, so he can face his father in the hospital. But what will happen if we can't make it back in time?"

Angel squeezed me. "Alexandre won't let anything happen. It's impossible, really, because your true age is not far off from mine. But we do have to see the press, otherwise I'm in a shutdown of sorts with my company."

"What about John?" I asked, remembering his secretary.

"He is fighting back with all he has, and is currently on a task to expose that rotten weasel Clyde to show them what he did to you."

I hummed. "There are security cameras at the graveyard. Maybe at the building there's one that still has footage of him trying to hit me. And maybe another one that will show proof that it was him for sure."

"Why didn't I think of that? Let me call John now, sweetheart."

"Of course, Angel." I smiled, feeling the bed move as he got up.

I snuggled half into his warm spot while he called John Crow, his secretary. They talked for a little while, then Angel placed the phone next to me. He pressed something and I could suddenly hear John.

"Is Anwyll okay with all this? It must be hard seeing his blurred face all over tue news."

"Eh, is that really the case?" I asked, which made John squeak. "I don't really watch TV."

John made a noise. "Seriously?"

"Well, I watched a bit when I went over to my uncle's place, but the news was so frustrating that I asked him if we could watch something else."

"Who is your uncle, Anwyll?"

Angel smirked as he knelt on the bed. I blushed.

"Um, he is Andros Lucaon."

Angel and I heard a clatter. "What!" shrieked John. "Your uncle is the Lucaon of Worldwide Business?"

I giggled. "Yep!"'

"Okay, then who is Timothy Herald to you?"

"He was my middle school math teacher." I said with a grin. "He was really nice to me and cheered me up whenever I was down."

John panted. "And Annalise Fractal?"

"I gave her helpful business tips at Angelique's banquet. I also met her again when I was reunited with Mr. Herald."

"Good lord, Anwyll."

I laughed and sat up, leaning forward to hug my unicorn. Angel squeezed me in a firm hug. I giggled and pecked his jaw, my tail wiggling behind me. Angel chuckled, cupping the back of my head.

"So what are your plans, Anwyll?" asked John, so I rested my cheek on Angel's chest.

"Well, I have a trip to make to another state, so I won't be around soon. I believe I will make it back in time to the press conference and prove my age, as well as Clyde's lies, which Angel tells me you're helping us with. Thank you, John."

John choked a bit, then coughed. "Y-you're welcome."

I grinned, my tail flipping back and forth. Angel grabbed it and kissed the pure white tip. I shivered and nuzzled his jawline. He chuckled deeply, moving his head to kiss my temple.

"Well, thanks for the updates. I'll contact you later, Mr. Michaels. See when I see you, Anwyll. Take care."

"You, too." I smiled, then heard the click. "That went well."

Angel tilted my head back and pressed his lips to mine. I mewled softly and cupped his cheeks, gently sucking on his tongue. Angel sighed in content and kissed me deeper, guiding me onto my back.

When he broke the kiss, I panted and pecked his lips. "Angel, how far do you wanna go?"

Angel smirked at me. "All the way, sweetheart. I've been waiting."

My cheeks warmed. "Okay, Angel."

He chuckled and nipped my throat, nuzzling my skin as he removed my sweater dress. I moaned as he gripped my chest, flicking my nipples to make me jump. Angel licked my left one, nibbling on it just to make my body jerk underneath him. His hands firmly followed my sides down to my hips, then he hooked his fingers underneath my panties where an obscene outline had been made by my hard cock.

"So cute, sweetheart. Your little cock is dripping." he murmured, kissing my belly button and down to my twitching length.

I whined when he bypassed it to kiss down my inner thighs. Angel laughed again, but slowly pulled off my left sock and kissed down my right leg. I blushed when he reached my foot.

"A-Angel, it's d-dirty..."

He kissed each toe, then massaged his thumbs into my arch. I shuddered with a moan, grabbing the bedding. Angel smiled as he massaged the ball of my foot and my toes. I relaxed into it, then felt him move to my left leg. He repeated the process, then pulled something from his bottom drawer.

He unfolded it and snapped the large towel out, then had me lay on my stomach. I mewled softly when something cool was drizzled onto my back. He soothed my trembles by sliding his large hands over my skin with firm pressure.

I relaxed and closed my eyes. Angel rubbed my neck, my shoulders, my arms, wrists, and hands before going along my spine. His hands curled down my sides and stroked them firmly before sliding his hands over my butt and down my thighs. I listened to the snap of the bottle cap and felt him lift my tail and flop it over my back and right shoulder so I could breathe.

Angel drizzled some more of that oily stuff on my butt and thighs, and even down my legs. He snapped the bottle shut and set it aside, then stroked his hands over my butt, massaging and kneading the globes. His thumbs pushed deeper, causing a soft mewl to escape me. Angel chuckled deeply, and his hands moved to my thighs. He pulled and kneaded them, which felt so good.

He slid his hands down to my calves, where he repeated the process like on my thighs, then rubbed down to my feet. He massaged them thoroughly, leaving me in a state of jellied arousal.

Angel released a slow breath as he pushed his hands back up to my butt. He gently moved my legs apart, then drizzle some more liquid on my cheeks and between them. I shivered, but then mewled when it warmed up with Angel's hands. Two fingers rubbed down over my hole, which made me mewl softly.

"So cute." I heard him say, then I gasped when Angel rubbed down to my little sac and rolled my balls.

"A-Angel..."

He chuckled deeply, pushing his thumb against my twitching entrance. "Relax, sweetheart. Let me take care of you."

I nodded and relaxed again, but my body began to tremble as he pushed one finger in and slowly massaged my insides with more. He rubbed my sensitive bits with firm pressure, making me squirm and moan. Angel kept rubbing my prostate, pushing and rolling his fingertips around it. I gasped and panted, almost out of it with pleasure.

"A-Angel, please..."

Angel inhaled deeply and moved for a moment, then settled himself over my thighs. A thickness radiating heat was laid over my butt. I trembled when Angel groaned, then mewled when his tip breached my entrance. He was bigger than Briar, but still smaller than my daddy and my uncle. That didn't matter right now, though.

"Breathe, sweetheart."

I let out the breath I was holding and it turned into a moan as his cock slid deeper. Angel gripped my right hip and pressed his hand into the bed by my chest as he held himself back. I panted from the new angle. It felt so good.

"A-Angel, y-you can push it all the way in."

Angel leaned over me. "Are you sure, sweetheart?"

I moved my knee up for balance to twist around and kiss his lips. "Yes."

His sky blue eyes gleamed and he thrust deeply inside me. I moaned, my back arching. Angel pressed my chest into the bedding and we remained in place to adjust.

"Time to move?"

I nodded. "Please."

Angel clenched his jaw and drew his hips back as he sat back on his heels. His left hand settled in the dip of my waist. The deep thrust was so arousing. My cock throbbed and pulsed, so I knew I was close to climaxing. Angel reached down and furiously stroked my tiny length, pounding his cock inside me.

I shuddered and tensed with a keening cry, but moved my hips in time with his rough thrusts. I liked this version of Angel. He's deliciously rough, but it's not painful. He's usually so gentle with me.

"Shit, sweetheart..." he hissed, then pulled out and flipped me onto my back, spreading my legs wide.

I reached up for him, muffling my moan into his shoulder as he curled down and thrust inside again. I hugged him tightly, burying my teeth into the crook of his neck and shoulder. Angel jerked with a deep groan, then bit at my shoulder, turning his head on the mattress to avoid pressure on his sheathed horn.

My cries were muffled again when I came a second time, but it was through a delicious kiss that seemed to heighten my sense of sound, taste, and touch. I shuddered with another moan on my lips as Angel's cock throbbed inside of me.

"Coming?" I asked through a happy mewl.

"Soon." he panted, kissing my cheeks.

He sat back and brought me with him, holding the backs of my knees in the crook of his arms. I clung to him as he moved my body, pulling me down to take all of him. I did it willingly while sucking and biting on his alabaster skin, which was flushed just like mine.

"A-Angel, I love you." I mewled, seeking another kiss.

Angel met my lips in a bruises kiss as he shuddered, pressing himself as deep as he possibly could. I felt the tell-tale throb of his heart and his cock, then sighed with happiness as he continued to pulse. I had already come again, so I was happy to snuggle in Angel's arms.

"I love you too, Anwyll." he murmured, gently nosing and kissing my head.

I rubbed my cheek on his shoulder with a happy smile.