This chapter isn't R18, but it is a little lewd. You have been warned and I hope you enjoy
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In the middle of the Calanthian Forest, within a woven village of spiderfolk, in the centre of a banquet hall, a girl lay on her back, completely exhausted, and groaned.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuck me. I know you don't like to hold back, but I don't think I can even feel my legs anymore."
A few metres over, Dahlia could hear a chuckle and she grew a small pinecone and threw it in the direction without even looking.
"And you shut up, mom! No more laughter! I can't handle that right now, I'm still recovering…"
Much to the girl's dismay, her empty threats and pinecone did nothing but spur Sabrina on and the laughter only grew. Grumbling, she looked up to the woman whose lap she was laying in and pouted.
"Val, this is your fault. You need to take responsibility…"
