Title: Amber By the Pool Pt. 2 (UNOFFICIAL) 
Status: Complete
Characters: Anon, Fang, Naomi, Naser, Amber
Rating: NSFW
Classification: One-Shot
Author: wipsum
Summary: This is a sequel to a fiction I did not make. You must read the first before reading this or it won't make sense. I DID NOT MAKE IT ALL RIGHTS OF THE ORIGINAL STORY GO TO EXAMANON. Story about father daughter bonding. Probably lots of errors due to me not being used to third person and lack of peer review. You've been warned.

[PRE-NOTES]
    For examanon.
    Inspired by Amber By the Pool by Examanon.

    Read the first one before this or it won't make sense. Sequel of a work I did not make originally. Do not ask why I wanted to make this. God should kill me.
[/PRE-NOTES]

He couldn’t dwell on the magnitude of his actions or even his current ones as they walked home together. It was too grand in scale for him to even want to try to comprehend. Now thoughts linger in the back of his mind. One being more prominent than the others. That being: How much does Naomi know? Is it enough to tell anyone? Are the consequences worth the indulgence?

Amber isn’t thinking about that. She never minded facing the music for her actions, and she knew what this would entail. That’s why she’s still holding his hand in this way. She doesn’t care what trouble may come from her doing what she wants like always. So why is he still holding her hand like that? Is it for comfort? Safety? Something else entirely? It is his last line of defense. If everything comes tumbling down because of his actions at least he will still probably have her. They just walk back home in silence. They already discussed the problem and Amber was all too quick to act like everything was okay. Anon however wasn’t so sure. He knew Naomi she wasn’t that gullible, was she? He wants to believe with all his heart that she really was and they’re fine, but even so, how can life go on as normal anyway? His daughter came onto him and he eventually returned the favor. If he ignores it this likely won’t be the only incident. He knows he wouldn’t resist her anymore. Would he even want to tell her off? At this point, he might just go with the flow.

Amber, now knowing that she can do this from now on, is planning to continue her actions. Of course, she will try to keep it hidden and on the down low but she won’t be stopping anytime soon. She can have the man of her dreams with no consequence as long as she doesn’t get caught. Even then Anon would be the one facing the most punishment even if she did start it.

Anon looks down at her. She looks back at him with the same lusty eyes as before. Well, now he knows she’s completely serious about this being a thing. He then takes her shirt and tries to wipe up the makeup from her face. She looks like a mess. Her hair was all over the place, her makeup smeared, and generally looked disheveled. He does his best to fix her hair and makeup. He doesn’t want Lucy to know about what has happened tonight neither about the girl she hit or the guy she hit on.

“So.. hmm... what do we do now?” anon says. He isn’t one to ask advice from his daughter usually but even he doesn’t fully know and he thought maybe she had a plan. Plus now they are kind of equals in a fucked up way. Anyone you get that intimate with has to be raised to a certain level and Anon knows that.

“I don’t know da- Anon,” she says. She feels weird calling him dad now. She wants to act like she’s in a full relationship with him and you wouldn’t call your partner daddy... Well some people do but she doesn’t want to. At least not right now.

They continue walking and they eventually make it to the house. They quietly enter trying not to wake Lucy up. They enter Amber’s room. “Just get some rest for now, we can figure it out in the morning OK? I still can’t even think straight...” Anon says in a whisper.

Amber then yawns as if on cue “I am pretty tired I guess. I still wanna finish what we started though,” Amber says equally quietly.

“In here? Are you crazy or something? Lucy is just in the other room! Just go to sleep, that's probably the alcohol talking.” Anon says in rebuttal.

Amber just nods and leans in to kiss him. It wasn’t a goodnight peck like usual she went for a mouth kiss this time. It’s not like Anon wasn’t receptive to it though he leaned into her and they intertwined for a couple of seconds and he exited the room.

He makes his way over to his room to find Lucy still fast asleep. He slowly gets in bed trying not to wake her with the same clothes he had on, still slightly damp. He checks the time on the alarm clock and notices how late- or early it is. He thanks god that he’s retired so he can at least sleep in. He desperately needs rest after a night like that. So many mixed emotions from them both. He feels weird even sleeping with Lucy now. Almost guilty that he even did that and continued to do so. He has a feeling this won’t end with just a simple rest. Now that Amber has what she wants she would never let go of it. He knows how she is with that kind of stuff. How would he be able to balance her advances to him and keep it a secret at the same time? That’s a question for future him he supposes as he turns away from Lucy and tries to get some sleep. It doesn’t come easy, but he eventually drifts off.

Amber of course slept pretty well all things considered. She had positive feelings for that day. She achieved her goal and then some. Anon eventually wakes up. He looks around but doesn’t see Lucy. He checks the clock and it's a quarter past noon. He groans groggily as he wipes the crust from his eyes and picks up his phone. His heart drops. Text notifications from Naomi. “We need to talk in private. Bring Amber with you.” No no no no! This can’t be happening! Anon thinks to himself. He texts back quickly. “When?” after around 2 minutes Naomi responds “Later tonight at my house will be fine.” Well, there we go. A doomsday date for my life. Anon thinks to himself grimly.

He gets up and checks around the house. Lucy is nowhere to be seen. Well, that leaves one place to go then. Ambers room. What do I say to her? Can I pretend like last night was just a dream? Maybe I could tell her I was off some drugs. No, none of that will work. Anon overthinks to himself before finally opening the door. She’s awake sitting on her bed on her phone. “Hey, sweetie.” even saying that felt wrong to him now.

She looks up from her phone and smiles. “Hello. Do you want to talk about anything in particular? Mom’s not home y’know...” Anon pushes aside that last statement for now to give her the bad news. “Naomi messaged me. She knows. She says we need to meet her to talk in private tonight at her house. What do we do?” Amber shrugs. “I dunno, guess we have no other choice if she knows about it. I wonder what she wants? She could just tell Mom and get it over with.” Anon frowns at Amber being of no help. “Yes, she could and I’m grateful that she isn’t at least for now,” Anon says as he makes his way over and sits on her bed.

He looks over at her and says “Do you still feel the way you felt last night? Was that just a one-time thing?” He's praying it was just a short-lived phase or this will complicate things further. Deep down he knows he wants this, but he doesn’t want to deal with all the consequences it will be sure to bring to him.

“Of course I meant what I said, silly. Alcohol can only push people so far even if I were drunk I wouldn’t have done all that if I didn’t feel that way,” she says. Anon sighs at hearing her double down. “I just don’t know what to think or do. This feels so wrong, but at the same time I want it for some reason.” he rests his face over his hands which hold it up above the knees.

“You think I don’t feel the same way? I manned up and faced my emotions last night. Now it’s time for you to do the same.” she says in a stern voice as she leans over and kisses him deeply. A part of him wants to cower away but the bigger part acts and he embraces it once more. She nibbles his neck playfully leaving marks and giving him a hickey which probably wasn’t a good idea but she couldn’t help it. Eventually, they stop.

“Where do we go to do these things though? I mean here isn’t exactly the best place most of the time. Lucy would notice both of us leaving at the same time often as well. There’s just no winning in this situation.”

Amber replies quickly as if she’s already been thinking about it “We don’t need to be doing it all the time you know. Just minor stuff here and there that won’t cause a ruckus and for the bigger stuff we can occasionally find an excuse for it. You’re overthinking it.”

Anon looks over at her surprised. “You sure seemed to have thought this out pretty well.”

Amber gives a sly grin and nods. “In any case, do you want to prepare any statement for Naomi? Something to throw her off? An excuse to justify our actions? As if there is one.” Anon says, trying to refocus on the Naomi problem.

“There’s no point in all that. She knows what she saw. We just need to go and see what she wants.” Amber says, cooly.

“Easy for you to say you seem to like punishments,” Anon replies.

“Well not necessarily. Just depends on the context.” She giggles a little bit. “Say why don’t we finish what we started last night, it's the perfect time to. Then at least if Naomi busts us we can say it’s been worth it.” She says as she drags her claw along his chest idly.

Anon is getting that all-too-familiar feeling again. Urges that he desperately wants to hide and not see again resurfacing as she touches him that way. She looks down at his boxers to see that her trick is working just as well as it did yesterday. “I’ll just take that as a yes then~,” she says as she slowly gets off the bed and onto her knees in front of him.

Anon knows what this position entails. His heart starts pounding out of fear and anticipation alike as she moves her hair out of the way. He doesn’t dare move from the spot though. She licks her snoot in anticipation. Anon can hardly bear to watch her do what she is about to do. He almost wants to turn and look away. Almost.

She pulls down his boxers slowly and the member springs up when the last of the fabric stops blocking it from doing so. She doesn’t want to waste any more time with foreplay and immediately envelops it, being careful not to cut it with her sharp teeth. Her long slender tongue wraps all the way around it. Despite her being new to this she must’ve watched videos before because she seemed to already know exactly what to do.

It doesn’t take too long at all for him to reach climax and ejaculate fills his own daughter's mouth. She quickly swallows it. “Ahh there now I’m satisfied. Last night was such a tease.” She says playfully.

Anon just sits there likely going through one of the hardest post-nut clarities of all time. God, what did I just do? And she even swallowed it... He thinks to himself yet he knows he would probably do it again if given the opportunity. She was somehow a master of it despite that being her first time. He’s conflicted on whether or not to compliment her. I mean she tried her best to please him, but at the same time complimenting his daughter on something like THAT?

He lies down on her bed. She gets off her knees and up on the bed with him. “What’s wrong? You haven’t said a word in a while.” Amber asks, slightly concerned as she wraps her arms over his shoulder.

“I don’t know, it's just a weird feeling. My daughter sucking my dick and me liking it. I might as well say it now that you want me to talk... You did a good job even better than Lucy her first time.”

She recoiled at the thought of her mother doing the same thing she was just doing for some reason. “Ewww dad keep that to yourself. Maybe you shouldn’t have started talking.” She snickers at the statement.

Just then they hear the front door open. Anon still has her marks all over his neck. He rushes out of her room and into the bathroom and locks the door. “Honey? Was that you? What’re you slamming the door for?” Lucy says from the kitchen.

“Just really needed to take a shit. You know how it is.” He shouts back at her.

She laughs and replies “Ok just don’t be too long I haven’t seen you all day you know.”

Anon rushes to where Lucy keeps her makeup and he tries to hide the marks. Luckily she had some that were skin colored and not just her color. He doesn’t even know why she does but it saved his life. He spends a while in there doing that a clear novice to makeup but eventually, he gets it looking good enough. He puts it on his face too so it looks more uniform.

He comes out of the bathroom to see Lucy and Amber in the kitchen talking. “So like this girl was way out of line so I punched the bitch! Then they were shocked for some reason and Dad had to come get me!” Amber says recalling a story that happened not long ago.

“She isn’t lying,” He says laughing at how she’s describing it.

Lucy smiles at him as he walks in then she raises an eyebrow. “Did you try my makeup?” She struggles to hold back a laugh.

Anon sees her laughing and gets relieved. He thought he was caught for a second. “Guilty. I wanted to try something new. Why do you have skin-colored makeup anyway?” Anon says.

“That set is very old. I got it a while ago because I wanted you to try it on but I never got around to it,” Lucy says.

“Nice looks like I achieved your dreams without knowing it,” Anon says sarcastically.

Lucy giggles “You look cute.” she says as she pecks his cheek. The peck gives him a tinge of guilt at what he’s done but not enough to stop him yet.

“Anyways me and Amber have to go down there soon to talk with the parent of the kid. I don’t recommend you come since you weren’t involved and it's more of a 2 on 2 situation. I know what happened better after all.” Anon says remembering he has to go to Naomi’s soon.

“Alright, I guess it can’t be helped. I’ll make dinner for you two while you’re gone. Amber, please don’t try to pick another fight. Let’s just keep this peaceful.” Lucy says with a slightly disappointed voice.

Amber looks surprised at my crafty thinking and plays along quickly “Ok, I won’t I learned my lesson.” She says in a begrudging tone.

“I’m serious Amber, don't be like that,” Lucy says.

“Ok Ok got it,” Amber says trying to shake her mom off her back over a scenario that won’t even be happening.

Anon gets dressed and ready to go and then knocks on Amber's door. “I’m changing!” Amber says.

“Ok just hurry up we gotta go soon I don’t know when we’re expected,” Anon replies.

After a while, she exits the room in another typical punk outfit with redid makeup. “Stop staring, Dad.” She says while blushing.

They walk out of the house and get into the car. He starts driving to Naomis with anxiety coursing through him. Amber doesn’t know Naomi that well so she doesn’t know the evil lengths she will go to just to get what she wants. He just hopes what she wants isn’t too hard. His hand instinctively reaches for Ambers and he holds it tightly as he makes his way down the road one-handed.

There isn’t much conversation to be had in the car as Anon is too worried and Amber, while not as worried, can tell he is so she’s a little on edge too. After a grueling 30-minute ride they finally arrive at Naomi’s house.

Anon parks in her driveway and slowly gets out, letting go of Amber's hand. They both walk up to the door and ring the bell. The very person you’d expect opens and greets them both. “Hey, you two! Hope you’ve been well! Come in come in!” She is being cheerful as usual despite what she is probably going to be doing soon.

They both hesitantly enter her house. Anon sits on the couch with Amber and eventually speaks up. “So where’s Naser?”

“Oh, he’s out for business. Poor little Naser always getting so overworked.” She replies.

“Do I have to come out and say it?” Anon says getting impatient with her tomfoolery.

“No, no I just thought I could make things a little more comfortable for you two that’s all. You never took kindly to my help, did you? Anyway, you and I both know why you’re here. By the way, don’t try denying it. I got it on camera.” Naomi says in a confrontational manner.

“What do you want us to say? You got us! It was a spur-of-the-moment thing, ok?” Anon replies. Amber is quiet. It seems like she’s a bit out of her element not used to seeing Naomi this way and not knowing what to add.

“I am frankly disgusted by your actions yet somehow not surprised Anon. I’ve always taken you for a creep. But to stoop this low... perving on your daughter?! I think you wouldn’t want this to get out would you?”

Amber looks like she wants to say something, but she’s too scared to speak up. Content on letting the elders speak instead. Anon scowls at her even if he knows she’s right. What he did was fucked up. What he is still doing. Still hearing it from her in particular in that trademark snarky tone made his blood boil.

“Of fucking course not. Get to the point. This is blackmail, isn’t it? What do you want from me?” Anon says in a resentful voice.
Naomi giggles. She finally has Anon where she wants him. She’s always wanted revenge now it’s right here for the taking. She could have him do anything and he’d probably agree. He has no other choice after all. What could she do to cause the most damage? Money? Too plain and boring. She rolls various options around in her head. She decides to settle on it later and instead uses the time she has with them to torment them. She wants to see Anon distressed. How could she accomplish this? A devilish thought comes across her mind. Punish them by letting them do what they want to do.

She takes out her phone and opens the camera app. “I think it’s cute. Why don’t you kiss for me?” Naomi says ready to record it for later use to get even more dirt on them.

Amber and Anon look at Naomi and then at each other. They’ve done this before but it’s different this time. Now they have to do it in front of a malicious person who is most likely recording them.

“Uhm can we not do this? I have money if you want. This is just unnecessary.” Anon says.

Naomi grins just as she expected this situation is making him squirm. “Auntie Naomi, what's gotten into you? You’ve never been like this before. Just let us off ok? It was a stupid mistake...” Amber says coyly.

Naomi shakes her head at their pleading “Tsk tsk tsk that would set an example wouldn’t it? Actions have consequences missy. Especially an action like that... Now go ahead and do what I said or your mother will hear about this. Don’t hold back either, I can tell.”

Amber looks nervous now realizing she will have to do it. She looks over to Anon on the other side of the couch. He looks back at her. They both look uneasy. They slowly lean in to kiss each other. They listen to her and kiss like they usually do when no one's watching. They hold for 10 seconds until finally letting go of each other.

“Okay, can we go now?” Anon says eager to leave hoping that’s all she wants from them.

Naomi has another thing in mind before they leave. “You think you’re getting off that easy? Please... I have another task for you.”

Anon and Amber's hearts both drop at the same time upon hearing they can’t go yet.

Naomi continues “This one will be a little harder, but I won’t be there to see it to give you guys some privacy. I will set up a camera in the bedroom up there. You two will go up there and record yourselves having an “Intimate” time together. That should be enough for now to teach you guys a lesson.”

Tears form in Amber’s eyes. “Please Auntie Naomi y-you don’t have to do this. We learned our lesson, we promise! Let us go!” She chokes out.

Anon looks equally as worried but not crying. He sits there thinking about what he will soon have to do, fear plain to see on his face.

“Stop arguing! I’m going so easy on you right now. Do you want me to come up and watch? If not, quit complaining and get to it. Make your way up there now. I’ll give you time to calm down but as soon as your nerves are calm I want it done.” Naomi says sternly.

She acts like this is some sort of lesson for them but she just wants to fuck with them and get more and more things to use against them. She could completely ruin Anon’s life with just the kissing video she just got, but this will be far worse. And she can tell it’s pure agony for Anon. She doesn’t necessarily like having to involve Amber in it but she’s hardly innocent either.

Amber and Anon get up and go to the bedroom. There’s already a camera set up and pointed at the bed. She must’ve thought this whole thing through.

“Typical Naomi to have planned something as horrible as this from the start...” Anon says in a sad voice.

“She’s been like this? You seem to act like she was evil before we even got here. Why didn’t you tell me before?” Amber says, curious as to what Naomi did in the past.

"It's a long story we have other things to worry about right now. All you need to know is stuff like this isn’t new for her. I just never wanted to tell you." Anon says, trying to change the subject.

"Why must the first time we do it be like this?" Amber says tears mostly subsided but despair evident in her voice.

Anon doesn’t answer her. "How do we even prepare for this? It’s so awkward. We gotta get it over with I guess. Are you calm enough? We can still wait until you’re ready. You probably have to do the hardest part." Anon says empathetically.

"I-I’m ready. I just want to get it over with and go home." Amber says. She tries to steel herself for what she must do. She just did it earlier today as happy as can be but it’s so different now. She tries to take her mind off the context to just enjoy her first time.

She begins slipping off her black punky clothes. Anon just lays on the bed not looking, waiting for her. She gets onto the bed and begins removing his belt and jeans. Then she slips the boxers off. Her nerves are going crazy. She's horrified of doing this, but she has no other choice. She straddles him and takes it to the base. Her face contorted a little as she probably hadn’t done something like this before. Eventually, the pain and weird feeling goes away and she finds herself enjoying it as she bounces up and down.

Within a moment like this, she can finally forget the scenario they are in and enjoy her time. Then a phone rings. It’s Anons. She immediately stops her motions and glances over to it on the nightstand next to the bed. Anon reaches over and grabs it. It’s Lucy. He picks up.

"H-hey do you need anything?" Anon says, trying to hold back the emotion of the moment he was just in.

"It’s getting a bit late? Are you guys almost done?" Lucy says in a worried tone.

"We are hitting it off and they invited us to stay for dinner. It shouldn’t be too much longer though, OK? Don’t worry we’ll save some room for your food too." Anon says on the spot. All things considered under pressure his response was quite good.

"Okay okay, that’s good. Glad to hear Amber has made up like that. She’s really matured huh?" Lucy replies in a happy voice.

"Uhm yeah she has been mature lately I noticed. Anyway got to get off it’s bad manners to talk over dinner. Love you bye!" Anon says and hangs up the phone.

Amber continues where she left off, not even bothering to make a statement on the conversation and instead trying to focus on getting back into the zone so they can leave. She eventually does and she speeds up considerably. It doesn’t take long for Anon to finish leaving both of them satisfied.

She gets off of him and makes for the bathroom to clean herself before she puts back on her clothes. Anon just grabs some tissues that were conveniently on the nightstand and uses them to wipe off before he puts his boxers and pants back on. He waits patiently for Amber to come back and she does after a while.

She picks up her clothes off the floor and puts them on. Finally Anon decides to break the silence between them "Thank god that’s over." He says in a relieved voice.

"Yeah, let's just go home. I want to get out as soon as I can." When she gets ready they both head out of the bedroom and seek out Naomi.

"We’re done. Now you have your filthy footage, you piece of shit."Anon says his voice filled with vitriol for what she made his daughter do.

"Woah woah don't put this on me you’re the one who had relations with her in the first place don’t act like some holier-than-thou person. Anyway yeah, go. I might call you if I want anything else from you. For now, this is enough. Now get out of my sight you filthy fuck."

Anon glares at her, almost ready to knock her out, but it isn’t worth it. He walks out of the house quickly before he changes his mind and gets in the car with Amber in tow.

The car ride is quiet neither one of them wanting to talk about what had happened. They arrive back home and enter. Food is on the table but Lucy isn’t in the kitchen. "We’re back!" Anon shouts. He hears some ruffling and Lucy comes out of the room. She looks at them and frowns. "What happened Amber?" She says. Those words make them both concerned. "It looks like you’ve been crying. Your makeup is all messed up." Lucy says in a caring voice.

"Yeah, at first the meeting didn’t go too well. It was quite saddening. But eventually, we all came around and made up. I forgot to clean my makeup though." Amber says quickly realizing she wasn’t busted yet. Well, at least a little of what she said was true.

Lucy drags Amber away into the bathroom probably to clean her up. Anon sits at the table and starts eating. He’s starving and exhausted after today. So much stress combined with other feelings that he’d rather still not think about. If these would be the days they lived from then on he didn’t know if he could make it. He finished the food quickly before they could even finish cleaning Amber's face.

Amber comes out of the bathroom looking refreshed with Lucy following behind. "Sorry, I should’ve noticed her makeup and cleaned it before we got home. I just wasn’t thinking right I guess." Anon says to Lucy.

"Don't worry about it. I'm just glad you guys made up with them so there won't be any charges or anything pressed." Lucy says.

"Yeah, me too. I mean it wasn't that serious. Just a minor black eye," Anon replies.

They chat in the dining room, Amber being the only one eating among them. She needs the sustenance too. The day wasn’t favorable to either one in the duo. They both hope they will never have to see Naomi again.

Anon notices even normal things like making small talk with Lucy is becoming hard. Amber eats the food and then is off to bed Anon sure to follow her so he can “Tuck her in bed”. He enters her room, closes the door, and begins whispering.

“You think Naomi will be back soon? I’m hoping she gives us a break.” Amber sighs and replies with an exhausted tone “How would I know? If she does we can’t do anything but comply. I feel powerless with her holding this above our heads. You were right she is a bitch even if I will admit we are in the wrong she has no right to do this to us!” Her voice drips with anger.

“Let’s just take things one day at a time. We just have to roll with the punches. I’m sure you figured there’d be things like this before you came onto me.” Anon says.

He kisses her and exits the room ready to go to bed himself. Lucy is already in bed. “You in the mood tonight?” She says.

Anon sighs “No it was exhausting dealing with all that sorry, I just want to go to bed for now.” he says disappointedly. He’s already had sex twice today. A third time is overkill. At the same time, he can’t believe that he’s putting off his wife's needs because he’s been pleasuring their daughter. He can’t even say it was because he was forced because the first time he wasn’t. He just turns over and goes to sleep.

When he awakes again he doesn’t see Lucy. Must be out like yesterday. He gets up slowly and does his daily routine of hygiene and breakfast. He makes bacon, eggs, and toast for himself. He didn’t even check the time until now. It’s 1 pm. Well, breakfast for lunch isn’t so bad. He eats it and then marches to Amber’s room. She’s awake laying on her stomach facing towards the end of the bed with her feet up while browsing on her phone. She looks up from it at his entrance.

“Naomi hasn’t called or said anything. We should be safe for today. Where’s Lucy?” Anon says to her.

“She went out to get groceries like 5 minutes ago.” She says nonchalantly.

“How long does that usually take do you think? I never stopped to calculate it.” Anon says.

“Eh, about 2 hours or so give or take,” Amber replies.

“You seem awfully content right now. For someone who had to do that yesterday.” Anon says confusedly.

“Well my only issue with yesterday was the recording but after a while mulling over it, I got over that fact. Once I wasn’t focusing on the camera I enjoyed it. I hope that recording doesn’t surface and Naomi is just a weirdo who wanted to watch us do it.” Amber says.

Anon is relieved she isn’t beating herself up over it, but she’s a little too carefree for what happened to them. She puts her phone down and looks up at him. “I want to try it without being recorded this time. It will feel even better with no stress. It already felt pretty good too.” She giggles at her last statement.

“You sure? I figured you would’ve tired of this by yesterday after what happened but you seem eager to get back to it.” Anon says cautiously.

“Yeah, Dad because I like it! God, why are you always questioning me?” She hisses as she gets off the bed.
There’s that all-familiar angst that he was missing for a while. Seems to have come back after she feels not threatened or stressed. She’s already undressing before he even responds to her. “I didn’t even say I wanted to yet what are you doing?!” Anon says.

She raises an eyebrow at him while in the middle of removing her jeans. “You won’t say no. You like this just as much as me. You would’ve pulled away by now if you didn’t.” She says and continues undressing.

She was right. He never backed down from her advances after that night. He had just sat idly by and let her do it. Why would he start today? Even if Naomi has blackmail on them this doesn’t add to that, right? Fuck it. He lays down on the bed and awaits her to finish. Since he just got up he only has boxers and a t-shirt on so he doesn’t have to remove anything.

She starts the same way she did last night, just way more eager. She removes the boxers and gets back into that familiar position. It must be preferred for her if she does it twice in a row. She already seems to have gotten better. Maybe it was due to the nerves being less worried or just experience but she puts a lot more into it this time. She controls her speed so she can either take him farther or push him further to the edge. She was already becoming masterful. She brings him to climax again quicker than last night even.

“What’s all that noise in there?” someone says outside of the room. The door creaks open. It’s Lucy. She looks at them confused for a split second then pure shock and terror rush to her face. Her eyes widen and quiver. Her whole body shakes. She has witnessed her daughter riding her husband. She eventually lets out a shriek and runs off crying.

Anon gives time to Amber so she can get off him. She rushes to the bathroom to clean up. He looks around for something to wipe himself off but doesn’t see anything. He just uses his boxers and gets up. Looking to see where Lucy went. What will he even say to her? There’s nothing that can justify what he did.

"LUCY!" He shouts. No response. He looks all around the home. She must’ve left. Why the hell was she here early? Amber said 2 hours. That session was like 10 minutes so she would’ve been out for about 15 minutes. She didn’t even come back with groceries. She must’ve forgotten something at home. Of fucking course she did. Just his luck.

He gets his phone and tries to call her. The call gets declined quickly. He then resorts to texting her. "Look we can work this out ok? This was just a stupid mistake on my part. A series of terrible choices one after another." Anon texts.

To his surprise, it says she is typing. "You are fucking dead to me. I want a divorce. You can’t act like you can recover from what I saw." His heart stops as he reads those messages. She was right. They would probably have to divorce after this. There is no coming back from what he was caught doing.

He goes to Amber's room and plops down on her bed sobbing. It’s all he can do now. Amber comes back clean but still naked and puts back on her clothes as Anon cries. She sits next to him and pats his back.

"S-she wants a divorce." He wails out. Amber doesn’t know what to think. She feels partially to blame for starting this mess. She can’t say anything to comfort him though.

He pulls out his phone and types out another text: "Who’s getting custody?" and sends it. A message comes through rather quickly "You are. She clearly has taken a strong fucking liking to you, hasn’t she? I don’t want to see either of you two again more so you but what the fuck is the point of getting custody of a girl who would just miss the person she’s been fucking. Might as well give you both what you fucking want. You’re a fucking scumbag I hope you die go to fucking hell."

Well, at least he gets to keep Amber... He sniffles and says "She said I can keep you. Now you’re the only person I have left." She just hugs him as he continues to cry. It’s the only comfort she can provide to him. She begins crying into his chest. She wanted to be the stronger person in this situation, but both were equally devastated at losing Lucy.

Two years have passed since then. Amber is done with school but isn’t into college yet. She isn’t sure what she will do herself. Anon has been doing the same stuff as usual but without Lucy. Their bond grew very strong after her leaving. They only had each other and they were already lovers at that point. They got married sometime after those events took place. Now they are in a doctor's room. Amber is pregnant with Anon's child. The ultrasound shows a baby boy ptero.

"How is that possible? I thought males were supposed to be human in mixed-species couples." Anon says as he looks at the monitor.

The doctor responds in a semi-disgusted tone "That would be correct but since this is a baby from the results of incest the genes can mess up and make a male dino anyway." Even if the doctor may be helping them he doesn’t approve of what’s going on at all but that’s not his job.

"What should we name him?" Amber says in a happy voice.

"How about Greene?" Anon says.

"I like it. It matches my name. It’s sweet." Amber replies.

On the opposite spectrum, Lucy was spiraling in those years. She got into hardcore drugs and gave up on her life entirely. The only person she ever loved betrayed her with a kid she also loved. She could never open her heart to anyone again.

Eventually, she gets a message from Naomi. It featured all the videos she had gotten from back then. Naomi learned of the pregnancy and she didn’t like it one bit. She wanted to give a last middle finger to Lucy and Anon and that was her way of doing it. She never got to use the videos for anything since they got caught so quickly due to them not being able to show restraint so she might as well just send them to make Lucy feel worse.

Lucy watched the videos play over and over again. She had no other feeling but despair watching the beginnings of betrayal and what caused her life to be this way.

Back at the hospital, Anon gets a message from Naser. He hadn’t talked in so long. What could he want? He just sends a link with the message “I hope you’re happy.” He clicks on the link. It’s a news report.

Female pterosaur Lucy Aaron found dead by supposed suicide with a gun. The article goes on to read as follows: Lucy Aaron known for her work in school as a passionate teacher for the youth has been found passed away in her apartment this afternoon to a point-blank gunshot wound to the head. There seemed to be a video playing at the scene of her death but the authorities won’t share the details of what was playing.

Here is someone who knew her well and his thoughts: “She was my music teacher when I was in school. She always helped me when I was behind and she was so compassionate and caring. She was the best teacher I ever had. This news devastated me despite not seeing her in a while. I hope she finds a better place.” The young adult seemed distressed about the event. We will update you with news on the situation as it comes forward.

Anon felt faint. He started getting nauseous. He eventually throws up onto the once-clean hospital floor. “H-honey what’s wrong?” Amber says extremely worried. He recovers slightly and hands her his phone. She reads it with a shocked expression. Tears filled her eyes before the articles even finished. She throws his phone onto the floor and it shatters as she starts crying out to no one in particular. “WHY?!” She screams out at the top of her lungs, her voice clearly straining and faltering as it goes into a screech. They both still loved her dearly even if she would never forgive them. Lucy was the victim here. They did this to her and they knew it very well. They cry as they hold each other in their arms feeling more helpless than ever. Was this the price of their actions? As the article reels in Anon’s head the same question rings out to him on repeat: Was it worth it?