Candice has been taking to a mental hospital. You've refused to press charges on her, despite everything that's happened. After what she did to you.

The only thing left to do is to apologize to a certain someone: Rhea Ripley She was released from the hospital yesterday, so you want to go see her. She actually looks a little surprised when she answers the door. She's a little roughed up, but she looks okay otherwise.

"(Y/N)... didn't think I'd see you again," she says, giving you a small hug. You embrace her lightly, remembering that she was attacked by the same person who whittled you down in a cabin in the woods.

"What do you take me for?" you reply cheekily, and she smiles at you.

"I figured you were a hit it and quit it type of guy."

"Nah, I take care of my friends... and I want to take care of you. It's because of me you got attacked. Let me make it up to you."

"How do you plan to do that?"

"Come stay with me. I can protect you there," you beg, taking her hands in yours and looking into her eyes. She bites her lip, thinking deeply about your offer.

"I'd love to, but you've gotta help me pack my stuff," Rhea replies, leading you into her home so you can assist her in gathering her things.

Once you arrive at your house, you turn to Rhea and confess, "Just a heads-up, it's kind of a group home."

"Doesn't bother me at all," she replies smiling, allowing you to lead her into your home. As she suggested, she's unfazed by the group of girls sitting on your couch. Come to think of it, you can see what this looks like to an outsider. It's almost like a harem or something.

Rhea says hello to them and walks up the stairs, and you decide to let her get settled in before going up to see her. Instead, you enter the living room and sit down on the couch with the girls. As soon as Tegan sees that you're coming to join them, she gets up and goes to her room.

"What's her deal, anyways?" you ask, looking down the hallway, "She's been this way ever since I got home."

Dakota answers you, "Actually, she's been this way since we started looking for you. I'd say you should go talk to her, but she seems mad at you. She got pretty aggressive the last time your name was even mentioned."

"I ought to try," you sigh, getting up from the couch and heading to her room. You knock lightly on the door and say her name, but there's no answer. After a second try you accept defeat and head to the kitchen. Alexa is standing there on her phone.

"Hey," she says absentmindedly as you reach into the fridge and pull out a beer. You lean against the counter and drink as you watch Alexa. She seems pretty captivated by whoever she's texting.

"Who's the lucky lady?" you ask, finishing your beer and setting it down behind you on the counter. You pull another out of the fridge and pop the cap as you wait for her to answer.

"Just a friend. I'm going to see her tomorrow," she replies cheerfully, taking a sip of her coffee as you chug your beer. Normally you don't drink more than a single beer at a time, but she doesn't seem concerned that you just downed a second one.

"Mind if I tag along? It's not like I'm doing anything else." You grab a third beer from the fridge, and Alexa notices this time. However, she doesn't say anything and simply watches as you chug it until it's empty.

"Sure, but I have to warn you: she's a little different." Alexa doesn't elaborate and instead heads into the living room. You decide to cap your drinking at three and join them in the living room. Tegan returned to the couch while you were in the kitchen, so you sit next to her. Before you can say anything to her though, Liv climbs into your lap and begins to make out with you.

"Not now, Liv," you say, gently pushing her away. You motion to Tegan with your eyes and mouth 'next time, okay?'. Liv shrugs and returns to her seat, and you try to make conversation. That episode with Liv seems to shut her down though, and the best you can do is wrap your arm around her.

You awaken a few hours later, at around midnight. The girls are all asleep, and Tegan is gone again. The only noise in the house besides the gentle snoring of the girls around you is coming from upstairs... maybe Rhea is still awake?

You enter her room to find her lying in her bed playing video games. She offers you a controller and asks, "Is the volume up too loud?"

"A little bit. I didn't think you were the video game type," you reply as she turns the volume down on the television. You crawl into bed with her and ask what kind of games she likes.

"I like any game that lets me be in control."

"So you like being control, huh?"

"In more than one way," she replies, leaning in closer to you. Her lips are inches from yours... you can feel her breath upon your cheek. She giggles before finishing, "I especially like being in control of you."

Rhea allows you to pull her shirt over her head as she climbs into your lap. She presses her lips against you and dominates your tongue as you grope her large breasts.

Before long you leave her mouth entirely and tease her nipples. She tries to keep up her tough girl act, but every time you suck or bite she can't help but moan quietly.

"So you're a boob guy?" she asks, crawling backwards until she's at your waist. The devilish smile on her face gives you goosebumps as she toys with the button of your jeans. You can hear each individual click as she teasingly pulls the zipper towards her.

"I can appreciate a good rack when I see one," you reply, thinking about a certain someone downstairs. It's almost like Rhea is reading your mind.

"I'd bet, seeing as Alexa's your girl..."

"She's not my girl."

"Don't lie, I've seen the way you two look at each other," she says, and it's a very finalizing statement. What's even more finalizing is when she spits on your cock and begins to jerk you off ever so slightly, slicking your rod up with her saliva. "I don't do this for guys very often, but this feels like a special occasion..."

Rhea sandwiches your erection between her big tits and begins to press up and down, frying your brain as she fucks you with her boobs. Like, titjobs are basically the best thing you can get that isn't actual sex. Well... maybe blowies take the cake, but that's beside the point.

"You don't do this very often, huh? Bullshit," you say, sitting up on your elbows. She smiles at the fact that you've called her bluff, and she rewards you by going both harder and faster. You lay back down again and close your eyes, overwhelmed by just how fucking good she is.

Normal sex is amazing, but it's predictable. You know all the spots to hit and you only need to be concerned if her pussy is squeezing the life out of your cock. A titjob, though... that requires a certain level of adaptability that even you don't posses. That's why it's so incredible each time.

After a few minutes your cock begins to throb. You sit back up onto your elbows and tell Rhea you're about to cum. She smiles again and goes even faster, staring at you with her tongue out as she waits for you to release.

"Rhea!" you groan as you arch your hips, unable to hold it anymore. You spew your sticky load all over her tits, and some of it even hits her face.

She's not even fazed, and she proves so by taking her pants and immediately guiding your cock into her wet snatch. It seems like she wants to continue being in control, but she already got her turn. You wrap your arms around her lower back and jerk to the side, putting her on her back and you on top.

Without missing a beat you continue thrusting into her, and she has to cover her mouth with her hand to keep quiet. As if on autopilot you yank her hand away and smash your lips against hers, kissing her fiercely as you drill her vagina with your big cock.

Suddenly a though occurs to you: this is your first real fuck since being freed by the other girls. Sure you had that little romp with Becky, but that hardly counts. It was more of a make out with some extra steps, if you get my drift.

You decide in an instant to give Rhea your all, pounding her cunt with a stamina even you didn't know you have. She claws your back and cries out, but it's drowned out by the intensity of the kiss. She wraps her legs around you as her pussy tightens and with a final moan of pleasure, she squirts onto your shaft.

You press on as she's overtaken by her orgasm, and before long you feel your second one coming too. Sweat drips from both of your bodies as you rock her world.

"Where do you want it?" you ask gently, which you find impressive considering both the speed and force at which your waist is crashing against hers.

"In... inside me..." she moans, and you do just that. You dive back in and let her mouth muffle your cry as you sink into her pussy and erupt. There's so much of it that some leaks out when you withdraw your soft dick. For a brief moment, you simply sit and stare at Rhea's post-orgasmic body. The slow rising and falling of her chest is hypnotizing.

"That was..." she begins, crawling back until she can sit against the headboard. Once she's settled she finishes, "...so much better than last time..."

You kiss her one last time before placing a controller in her hand. With a half-grin you say, "Whoever loses is on top."