Aftermath Wallpaper: Turning A Different Corner

The soldier breathed heavily as he leaned over her, his earlier, hard jets of seed having subsided into a trickle. Gripping one of her tits roughly, he angled himself with a groan, moving his hips in a manner where his thick log inched back and forth inside her quivering form, essentially using her body as a tool to coax out the last, few drops of seed from his nuts, making Ifalna whimper in excitement. Each mini-thrust was punctuated with a satisfied, breathy moan that carried a smug undertone, something he vocalized as he pulled out and unceremoniously but gently slapped the underside of his member against her swollen, excited clit, eliciting a moan from the woman.

"That's a good girl... but I think I'll go shaft your daughter now, honestly."

"Oh yeah!" Another one shimed in. "I heard she got a discount on sandwiches."

"She always does... so, let's split?" The first murmured, standing up on unsteady legs. A few affirmatives were shared by the crowd, and Ifalna watched as most, slowly, began to shuffle out of the alley - her army of faceless lovers, all of whom she reckoned had bedded her at least once that night. Leaning back against the wall, she let out a deep, exhausted breath, tensing up briefly as seed spurt from her lower parts in a small fountain before letting her broad butt settle against the surprisingly smooth concrete below.

"Sorry, came here late... you still working?"

A member came into her view, and she looked up, seeing another face behind a half-masked helmet, red dots staring down at her, the yearning in his tone somehow shining through also in the light. She offered a tired smile, but none the less elevated her hand, grasping around his swollen log before slowly, lovingly, beginning to jerk it.

"I'm a bit of a mess but... mmmhhh, sure... you're not going to Aerith?"

He guided her towards him as he inched closer, and she obediently took him into her mouth, a gentle slurp splitting the air as she gently began to blow him. He noticeably shivered, a low moan drawn from his throat that made Ifalna's stomach lurch with excitement. Hot seed spilled from her nethers still, a warmth inside her that was unlike any other in this world - and she simply marveled where she lay, treating the Shinra soldier's member, of how things could have been so very different. Her lips slid over his log with increased eagerness as she reminisced about a time that never was, where she had laid here, empty and expiring, and what a great contrast her warm present offered.

"Oohhh... already did, lady."

For here, she was full of life.

So very full of life.

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Aftermath for the most recent Ifalna piece, sorted! Sadly had to resort to Eevee effects for this one since the environment uses shaders that really do not get a long with Cycles, so the seed effects aren't quite as great as they usually are, but still pretty happy with it all in all. A callback to the games for those who are aware, where in my universe, there are only happy endings.

Thanks everyone, as always, for your continued support and for your kind words! Back to work with me as the comic won't be making itself, but hope you're doing well out there, and please take care of yourselves as well as each other!
/DH