The Daughter of Abaddon

Abaddon was expecting the girls to have some sort of question for him, or maybe even been burning up with jealousy. 

Instead, they took him completely by surprise and embraced him without warning. 

"...I will never complain from your touch, but I must confess that you're taking me a bit by surprise."

Ayaana continued to rub her face onto Abaddon's bare chest like a cat as she squeezed him tightly.

"It's been over a month since we've seen you upright, you know? Everything else comes second to that fact right now, dear."

Abaddon smiled as he wrapped his arms around the girls tenderly and pulled them in even closer.

Though he was asleep, he still undoubtedly missed them too.

Their tender and innocent moment was suddenly cut short when the girls untied the strings on his black swim trunks and slipped their hand inside.

"…Babe."

"W-We just want to hold it!" Ayaana said defensively.