The moment you open the door to the apartment, a hand covers your mouth and you are dragged inside. Sonata puts a finger to her lips, then lets go of your face. You crawl after her, keeping behind cover. A low growl echoes from the bedroom of Oscar the Grouch's hot cousin. You sprint the rest of the way into Sonata's room. Ponytail follows soon after, pausing only to throw a box of chocolates outside her door. The locks click into place, and you both sigh in relief. You whisper,

"That time of the month?"

Sonata just nods. You hear the sound of footsteps and freeze. Blueball is shaking. The footsteps stop at the door. You hold your breath. All you can hear is the rustling of paper. The moaning begins.

It shames you as a boyfriend that you have not been able to coax those sounds out of Aria. You resume breathing, nothing can be heard over the boner-inducing noises from behind the door. Sonata is blushing and fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. As suddenly as they began, the noises stop.

"Mmmm, that was good, Sonata. Why don't you let me in, so I can thank you?"

The girl is panic-stricken.

"N-no thanks, it's, ah, it's fine. How about you r-return the favor when it's m-my time of the month?"

The door thumps, and Sonata squeaks in fear.

"Oh, but I want to thank you now, my dearest, most thoughtful friend. I want to thank you so. Bad."

"Um, no thanks? Please?"

"Of course, you're right."

Sonata relaxes a little. Aria continues.

"There is no need to thank you FOR HIDING MY BOYFRIEND FROM ME!"

The door is rocked by a barrage of punches, and the growling intensifies. Sonata looks at you with tears in her eyes.

"Forgive me."

"Wha- No!"

Blue Raspberry unlocks the door and pulls it open, hiding in its shadow. A frazzled, flushed, and furious Aria gazes down at you. You give a weak wave.

"Hi."

"Don't you 'hi' me! Do you have any idea what kind of day it's been?"

You look up into her beautiful death glare.

"Please tell me."

Aria tilts her head to the side, calming somewhat. Then she reaches behind the door and throws Sonata out of the room.

"I'll be using your bed, Dusk."

"G-go ahead, I'll just go... get some more chocolate!"

And she's gone. Your girlfriend grabs you by the armpits and bodily heaves you onto the cotton candy themed bed. You hold your peace as she strips out of her pants and panties with brutal efficiency. Aria climbs up onto the bed, straddling your tragically clothed crotch.

"My day has been unbelievably shitty. You know why?"

You open your mouth. She puts her hand over it, and hisses.

"You don't get to speak, your uterus isn't staging a bloody revolution!"

You remain silent, even as she starts grinding her lower lips against your bound erection.

"That's right, Anon, today I am having my bloody fucking period. I already got the bloody part, and this period just keeps on going."

She reaches down and unbuttons your pants.

"I guess that just leaves the fucking."

Aria rises up, leaning on the hand over your mouth as she unzips your trousers. The pressure on your head is almost painful. Her hand digs your cock out of your boxers, and she gives a low cry of victory when it surfaces. That breath of freedom lasts all of one second before she spears herself on it. The two of you groan in unison.

Aria collapses onto your chest, her hips frantically humping you. You cautiously snake your arms around for a hug, but she isn't having it. Aria surges upward and seizes your wrists in her hands.

"Anon, you fucker. The only thing you can do for me right now is let me rape you."

She pins them over your head, her low cut top giving you an excellent view of the girls. You know what you have to do.

"Ah! Stop, please stop!"

Aria looks down at you with an evil grin.

"Yell all you want, little girl, no one will come to save you."

So you're a girl now?

"Please stop, I feel so dirty inside~!"

She brings her face down and slowly, achingly, licks your cheek. You turn your head and clench your eyes shut.

"S-stop, I h-have a boyfriend!"

At that, she does stop, her sheath pulsing in orgasm, a thousand silken sheets grasping at your manhood. You hold on by the skin of your teeth, and slowly the surging in your loins dies down. Aria releases one of your wrists, and cups your chin.

"Such a faithful little girl. I'm sure you've never kissed anyone else."

You look up into her cruel face.

"No, don't-"

Her lips crash down on yours, her tongue plundering your mouth. You moan, and you can feel her smile. Her hips slowly rock back and forth. At last, she breaks the kiss, her chest heaving.

"Don't think I didn't notice how you almost came."

Aria leans down and whispers into your ear.

"I know you want it. You want my cock."

You shudder, and feel yourself building up again. She gives a low, throaty laugh.

"You can deny it all you want, but your pussy is worshiping my cock."

You don't know how much more you can take as she grinds her pelvis against yours, her walls slipping and pressing against your manhood.

"I think I'll leave you a present, to remember me by."

She strokes your face, almost lovingly.

"Name it after me."

With that, you release what feels like a river of cum deep inside the siren. With your free hand, you cup the back of her head and kiss her soundly as you fill her to overflowing. She falls to your chest, holding you close as her hips buck against yours. As the last waves of orgasm die down, you are left with a content girl laying on your chest. Then Aria slaps you.

"Hey!"

She rests her chin on your breastbone.

"You broke character, it's your fault."

You sigh.

"Fair enough. Feeling better?"

Aria frowns.

"A bit. But to be sure, let's go have sex on Adagio's bed."

"...Found a new fetish, huh?"

She draws herself up, still pleasantly speared on your dick.

"It's not rape if it's your bed. Now remember, I'm still furious, and you just got raped."

"You sure that will work?"

She nods her head.

"If I have learned anything in my life, it's that if you are angry enough, you can do anything."

Aria hops off the bed and stomps out. You meekly follow behind. The Purple Menace pounds on Adagio's door.

"I KNOW YOU WERE IN ON IT TOO!"

You can hear a faint whimpering from behind the door.

"OPEN THE FUCK UP, OR ELSE I'LL BE OPENING YOU THE FUCK UP WITH YOUR DAMN CUNT FUCKING DOOR!"

The door opens a crack, revealing a fearful Adagio.

"I see you found Anon?"

Her eyes flicker in the direction of Aria's dripping crotch. Your girlfriend pushes the door the rest of the way open.

"Thoroughly."

Her voice is as cold as the Siberian winter.

"Now get on the bed, Adagio."

"M-me?"

"DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF, BITCH!"

Adagio scrambles onto her bed, laying rigidly on her back. Aria seizes you by the arm and manhandles you onto the bed, laying face up on top of the redhead. You can feel her squirming under your weight, her breasts mashed against your shoulder blades. The Incredible Punk can see it too, and she chuckles.

"Go ahead and call me a bitch."

Once again she straddles your legs.

"Because this is payback."

You have never been more in love with her before.