Contest entry 2
xOc(Flora)
•Viginateletubby•
Type: Smut

Author's POV

Pico flopped backwards on the couch, letting out a long groan; the world wasn't on his side today.

Flora didn't hear him at first. She was too busy painting her nails a new fine coat of black. As she finished one hand, she stared at it. "I blame the polish... Maybe I can get Pico to help me~" She happily trotted into the livingroom, where Pico sat on the couch with quite a salty look on his face.

She dangled the bottle of polish over his stomach. "Pico, can you help me?"

He just grunted and got up from his spot. He grabbed the polish and signaled her towards the bedroom.
His attitude concerned Flora. She would never see him so pent up very often. He was either making fun of his bad days or he really didn't care at all and got high with her or some of his friends.

"Hey, what's wrong?" She pat his shoulder as he set up the table for her.

He shook his head. Flora shrugged and sat down in front of him, placing her hands on the table.

He started fixing the mess on her nails, repainting and removing anything neccessary, still bearing a salty face.

"Picoo~" she said, trying not to move her hands.

Nothing.

"Come on, baby carrot"

"...vegetables don't talk." He said. He didn't even look up.

"Are you mad me?" Flora kept pushing.

"No, never."

She stayed silent and watched Pico's careful strokes on her fingernails. She admired how evenly the color went on her nails and not all over her fingers. For every finger he finished, Flora stared at the hue under the light above them.

"Have you ever considered being a nail tech, Pico?"

"I've thought of charging you. I have to fix your mistakes here all the time." He joked.

"Oh, good luck with that." She smiled.

"I'm done." He closed the nail polish and sat on the bed.

Though he was really good with it, he could not stand the smell of the product. He would always go to the bathroom and start dry heaving after he was done.

Flora sighed. She still hadn't figured out why Pico was upset, and even worse, her nails weren't completely dry so she couldn't go harass him like she wanted to.
Keeping her hand in the curing lamp, she turned around and looked at the angry man on the bed. She stared at him until he noticed.

"You can't read minds." He grumbled.

"You noticed me?"

He looked at her like she was dumb before turning his body to the side. "Put your other hand in the lamp. Thirty seconds"

Flora set her hand up and turned the lamp on. She watched as the black light illuminated the dome, and warmed her fingers.

Turning to the other side now, Flora went back to pressing for an answer.
"So?"

"Hm?"

She narrowed her eyes, "You're not gonna tell me are you?"

He shook his head.

After the light went out, Flora removed her hand and stood up. Just in time, Pico was facing the other way at this point, so he had a clear view of the curious woman, known as Flora, standing in front of him.
Her figure loomed over his body as she kept staring at him.
Pico's face remained blank.

Soon enough, she got in bed with him and smothered him with her own body. She laid her entire stomach on his face, still trying to get him to crack.

Eventually, maybe due to lack of air, he got the girl off of him and stared at her.

"Really? That's your idea of comfort?"
Flora shrugged, smiling childishly.

"If you're gonna do it," He laid his head on her chest, "Do it right~"

Flora was in shock, her face beet red. Not knowing how to respond, she just pulled him closer and stroked his hair.

"Mmh, I could get used to this~" Pico exhaled as he played with the woman's chest. Flora was on the verge of tears; her face could not possibly get any more red.
"Um.. do you.. w-want me to take this off?"

He sat up and nodded, waiting for his next opportunity to strike.
Slowly and carefully, Flora took her top off and set it aside. She looked back at Pico, only to be met with a semi-disappointed face. She held her arms out in front of her, beckoning for him.

"Off."

She looked at her bra and then back at Pico.

"Please?" He grumbled. Flora smiled and happily obliged, unhooking her bra and moving it out of the way. Her hands was barely back over the bed when she felt both of her wrists being grabbed together and pulled foward. "Thank you~" he kissed her deeply, keeping one of his hands on her wrists. His other hand rubbed down the side of her bare skin, grazing her nipples gently.

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Pico's kissing gradually moved to her neck and collarbone area, littering her pretty brown skin in dark hickeys. Flora finally relaxed into the kissing, she allowed her knees to fall apart on the bed basically surrounding Pico in her heat.

"Pico~" came her breathless voice.

Quickly, he pulled her waist foward and latched himself onto one of her nipples, causing Flora to yelp in pleasure. Her body flooded in heat as his tongue swirled the taut skin on her body. When he let her wrists go, she didn't know what to do with her hands. They ran along the bedsheets, until they settled right next to her hips and gripped tight on the fabric.

Pico's adventure didn't stop. He continued pleasuring her as his free hand went to her other mound, squeezing it firmly.
"You like when I squeeze you like that..~" he nibbled her a bit. "You gonna let me hear you again?"

Finally, he twisted and pinched at the other bud, and Flora let go of her sounds, moaning Pico's name loudly. Her body felt strange. She felt a certain knot forming in her stomach.
Flora's mind raced as she thought of all the possibilities of having her first, nipple based orgasm. Despite hearing all the truths from her friends, never in a million years did she think it would happen to her.

"P-pico~... I'm.. gonna-.. Ah~!" She finally let go as the knot in her stomach snapped. A short, powerful orgasm shot through her body.
Her hips involuntarily raised up against Pico's own hips. When he let go of her chest, he carefully snaked his hand under her lower back, bringing her even closer to him.

Flora snatched his base closer to hers, "Fuck me, Pico. I want you to destroy my insides~!" her legs kept him close to her body as she became even more absorbed in lust.
Pico smirked. He leaned in and kissed her passionately, while taking himself out of his pants. "You want this, don't you~" he smothered her in another kiss, this time, lifting her legs to take her pants off.

"You wanna do it raw?"

Flora nodded aggressively, pulling him back down. "Rather needy today. Alright, honey. Let's see if you can handle it~" with that, he slipped all the way inside.

Flora was already moaning, gripping onto Pico's skin. He kept his word and started thrusting quickly, repeatedly ramming into her spot. His hands rested on the back of Floras thighs as he pressed harder into her domain.

Her chest heaved, her hormones burning in a raging fire as Pico's member filled her canal. She let her head sink into the fluffy pillow as Pico sunk his teeth into the tender skin on her neck, and sucked away at the flesh.

"Ngh~.. Hah, Pico~!" She felt him speed up when she moaned his name. He kept going at her skin, adding another hand on her breast.

Pico's body moved without him, causing his pace to become more feral and heavy. Flora could barely keep up with her own breathing patterns as he knocked the wind out of her body.
She really let him have it when her nails dug deep into his skin as she screamed his name. When she finally hit her peak, it was Pico's turn to let go.

He went as hard as he could while pushing his face deeper into Flora's neck, hushing a small groan as he came inside of her, and pulled himself out.

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By the time he sat up to look at the mess he made, Flora was already out. Her breathing had steadied some, but her eyes fluttered as she fought her sleep.

"That wore you out, huh?" Pico smirked cockily.

Flora turned her head, "Yeah, no shit genius.." she panted. She sat up sleepily, gazing into Pico's milky white eyes. "Now will you tell me what's wrong. You sure did let go of a lot of frustration there."

"I was just pent up. I hadn't done anything in a while and I started beating myself up over it.." he looked away sheepishly.

"Lean down here." He obeyed. Out of nowhere, he felt a small hand striking his cheek. "How many times and I gonna have to bug you before you learn not to do that. You know I'm always down for some fun. We can drive, you know?"

Pico rubbed his cheek, "I'm sorry.. I just dont wanna dump my stress on you.."

Flora sat up and kissed him. "I voluntarily fix complicated shit. You think I care about stress?" She snickered.

"Well yeah, but that shit can kill you, and I'm not even talking about the things you fix." He ruffled her hair.

"You kill people for money. What do you mean ,"It can kill me?" A bit ironic, don't you think?"

He sighed, "You're finding any excuse to hold that over me, huh?"

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After their small chat, nighttime quickly approached as the happy couple ran around their small house doing leisurely things. Flora brought up the idea of kids to Pico and he almost lost it.

He was ecstatic.

They had time to make a bunch of hand-crafted jewelry, per Garcello's recommendation. Surprisingly, it wasn't much of a chore for them.

Pico started feeling better, and Flora found another something to work on to keep herself busy. She even thought about making an RBG (or rgb idfk) keyboard for her PC.

Needless to say, they both stayed up all night, mapping components and parts they needed to make the gadget.

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A/N
I am gonna be gone for a minute and I'm not sure how long yet but just incase there's no new updates then you know why.