Bonus Story - Ren Faire Part 2 (Patreon)

There was no consoling the wounded heart of a cosplayer with a damaged prop. Justin was stuck in a mood after the play fight had resulted in his treasured hidden blade of his favored Assassin’s Creed character becoming damaged. It had gotten to the point that his big sister, Hope, tired of his pouting and had yanked the broken device away to go find one of her friends currently at the faire that could replace or repair the hidden blade. Of course she didn’t want that friend to see her younger brother muttering complaints so she had tasked Sherri with keeping him distracted. 

Sherri wasn’t used to seeing him in such a mopey fashion and in fact the pair had been pretty quiet as they waited in the alleyway of one of the gift shops as the minutes ticked down. As she glanced over she noticed his eyes focused upon the hand that once held the hidden blade. Sherri knew most of the lore from that game series, she’d played even the first one that had horrible repetitive gameplay if only for the intriguing and compelling story but Justin was clearly more invested in it than she was to the point he’d spent a small fortune on recreating the outfit from it.

“Hey,” Sherri finally spoke up and briefly caught his attention. “Let me see.” The smaller doggirl reached out and grasped upon his wrist with her much smaller hands. Her eyes focusing on the leather brace and the vacant spot where the blade once resided. Her ears perked slightly as she frowned her face. “You know we could probably still walk around.. I don’t think anyone’s going to really notice that you don’t have the blade part.”

His mouth gaped slightly with his raccoon eyes furrowed in her direction, “How could you say that?! The cosplay is incomplete without the hidden blade! But I wouldn’t expect you to know,” He spat. “With your little peasant costume. It’s like you hardly care about cosplay at all.” 

Her cheeks puffed and her lower lip turned up. “Jerk!” She tossed down his hand. “I’ll have you know I’m more believable at this thing than you! I’m dressed up as a Rule 63 Robin Hood, dummy!” Her arms folded under her bosom as she gave a huff. “It’s your choice if you wanna be pouty or not I’m just trying to help!”

Silence. 

He had slumped back against the wall of the alleyway and she had dug into her phone, her eyes focused on the screen and grumpily staring at random articles of her favorite manga or new tiktok stories on her feed but it was all an empty scroll through her phone in wait for Hope to return and this day to be over. That jerk, she wasn’t going to say anything to him the rest of the day! She didn’t care what he said!

“Sorry.”

His voice was gentle and his hand touched upon her shoulder, her bright brown eyes glared up at him but softened when she saw his somber expression. “You didn’t deserve that.. I was just frustrated I guess.” His hand smoothed over his brow and dragged the hood back from his face revealing his features. 

He was still a jerk, but he was cute and it was difficult for her to stay truly mad at him. “Dummy..” Sherri muttered and touched her hand upon his and offered a gentle smile. “You know, usually it’s girls that get all fussy about their outfits.” She teased poking out her blue tongue to him watching as he made a face and his cheeks flushed. Her fingertips touched upon his wrist with the damaged contraption and her eyes focused up at him, she knew just how to get his mind off his broken cosplay toy. 

Underneath the layers of fabric and slacks Sherri’s hand trained upon his thigh, eyes locked upon him as her fingertips touched oh so slightly against the tip of his resting dick. “Sh.. Sherri no!” Justin squirmed as he bit down upon his lower lip, he was so cute when he looked flustered at her advances. She had him wrapped around her little finger! And when she tugged his slacks down ever so slightly to reveal his bright pink and erect cockmeat she rested it upon her open palm before dragging back her fingertips along the length of his shaft as he let out a strained groan. “Thi.. this is.. historically inaccurate!” He gasped as his cock betrayed him growing without his permission as it throbbed to life. 

“Uh huh,” Sherri muttered with a smirk as she slowly knelt downwards balancing herself upon those sexy green high heels with her lips a warm breath away from his cocktip. “Don’t worry.” She crooned as she wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked gently along the length. “This is just the sexy fanfic of the new Assassin’s Creed: Kingdoms Game featuring King Arthur and the DLC with Robin Hood.” She winked up at him before kissing upon the tip of his cock with her tongue lapping away the cloudy bead of precum that formed there.

Her careful lips sucked upon the tip while her fingertips smoothed down the shaft, bringing her saliva with it and letting his cockmeat glisten underneath the afternoon sun. “Hfffh..” Justin grunted overhead which brought her eyes up to him. “I.. Don’t know what’s sexier..” His nostrils flared as he leaned back against the wall with clenched teeth as his eyes focused upon hers and the way her lips so eagerly slid down upon his veiny cock drinking up his flavor and going further along the shaft with each slow bob of her head. “You just.. bl.. blowing me like this..” He groaned. “Or.. that.. that..” He breathed deep and seethed a split second after when her lips neared the base of his cock and the warm drool of her writhing tongue spilled down along his plump ivory furred balls. “That.. Assassin’s Creed sequel idea..” 

“Mhmmm.” Sherri’s acceptance of the compliment was sheer pleasure for him, the way her lips vibrated against his cock made him stir and clench his hands into tight fists against the wall. Back and forth her head bobbed upon his shaft leaving thin trails of saliva along his shaft every time the tip touched against the back of her throat she could feel the resounding groans from his heaving chest in the throbbing member of his shaft. He was close to orgasm, she could feel it, she could even taste it as the increasing production of his slick pre-cum further soaked her tastebuds. Her hands then latched upon his hips, holding at the sides for leverage as her body balanced upon her high heels began to bob ever faster back and forth on his cock.

Deeper breaths became sputtering moans and grunts that formed from Justin’s lips. His chest swelling and his hot breath exhaling harder than before as his eyes struggled to keep open and gazing down at her. Sweat droplets quickly formed upon his brow and he watched while pleasure bubbled up through him like a slowly rising thermometer of orgasm. “Gghannh.. Gonnahh.. Guhannhh..” It wasn’t the first time Sherri pulled a stunt like this but it still felt a taboo surprise every time! His shoulders raised and his nostrils flared while she pushed her mouth firmly upon his cock until her lips smeared the fur just around the base of his cock and her tongue probed out to lick upon the furry seam of his ballsack. “Ohffhuuhhghhh..” He stammered and let his mouth gape while his eyes shuttered as cum erupted from the tip of his cock. The thick messy globs of spunk splashing against the roof of her mouth and sliding easily down the back of her throat as she continued to suck upon his still gushing prick. “GHauhh.. Shehhh..”

The elder sister arrived just in time to see Sherri sucking up her brother’s spunk and truth be told her own prick gave a jealous twitch. With hands on her hips and in one of those hands being the repaired hidden blade contraption she pursed her lips. “Ahem!” Hope made her presence known as Sherri and Justin quickly turned their heads in her direction, her younger brother’s cock giving an uncontrollable throbbing twitch as a last rope of his convulsions ejaculated and landed upon Sherri’s distracted visage. “..Uh huh..” Hope poked her tongue against the inside of her lower lip out of irritation as her ears folded back. “Well at least THAT hidden blade works just fine..”