Close To Dusk: Aftermath

"This is... so bad..."

Her words might have meant something, had they not been uttered so breathlessly, and interspersed by such wanton moaning.

"Your boyfriend seems to disagree..."

Thanos massive, calloused hand came up to squeeze her breast with some veneration, grabbing a greedy handful as a sigh rolled off his lips.

"What a fine specimen of human you are."

"I-I... mmmhh.."

"Hold them up for him... see how it spurs him on."

Natasha shakily did as asked, the man's member seeming to almost pulsate in her ass, the muscles in her buttocks responding by squeezing around his huge log, eliciting yet another sigh from the man. Her delicate fingers grabbed a handful of her own breast, allowing her to point its stiff nipple at the roof - ripples being sent across her flesh from the rhythmic thrusts of her second lover.

"Hulk... smash..."

Bruce responded predictably, his towering form simply slamming harder into her, drawing another, shaky moan from her throat. His hands remained vise-like in their grip on her ankles, spreading her legs for ease of access, as his log - larger than even Thanos - miraculously made entry into her tight nethers, again and again. Natasha simply held on to her breast, jaw hanging as her every sense was assailed by pleasure, Thanos' face brushing up against hers to give her a wet lick across the cheek.

"I wonder if his transformative state has any effect on virility..." Thanos mused as, out of nowhere, the Hulk's nuts came to a sudden halt against her sizeable buttocks, emptying their content with almost violent fervor. Natasha's jaw slacked further, her mouth freezing in a silent moan as she stared up wide-eyed at her friend and comrade, utter rapture writ across the green giant's face as he leaned back and groaned his approval at the roof.

"Oooh... Hulk... tired..." Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, the Hulk withdrew - his somewhat softening log eventually squeezed free by the last, subsiding constrictions of Natasha's own climax. Seed rushed free, spilling down her inner thighs and buttocks as she leaned into Thanos' touch, his member still hard as a rock inside of her behind.

"I think it is about time I take my turn..."

Another lick to the cheek, large, calloused hands grabbing on to her thighs, lifting her for but a spell - his log re-entering her almost casually, but with undeniable precision. The Hulk's seed kept gushing out around Thanos' member as he began pistoning up into her, Natasha's hands grabbing on to him for stability, allowing her breasts to jiggle unmitigated from the lovemaking.

Or they would have, hadn't the Hulk been there, grabbing a good handful each of them, towering over her with a gleam in his eyes.

The sun was soon coming up again, and with a twinge of excitement briefly overtaking her pleasure-induced senses, she realized that she'd no doubt see it set once more before all this was over.

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Aftermath wallpaper for the recent animation loop! Spent quite a lot of time trying to get the huge Hulk bits to fit, him being significantly larger than Thanos is in the animation, but I think it turned out alright! Hope you enjoy it :)

Thank you, as always, and you on this tier in particular, for your continued support and for all of your kind words. The next poll will land this Thursday so keep an eye out for that - suggestions for characters to include are still open until the post comes up, where I'll see who I can squeeze in depending on how many we're switching out etc, so write your suggestions either in the comments here or in direct message to me!

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH