Meulin Leijon/Roxy Lalonde
Roxy could kill her mother-sister for foisting Vriska off on her. The troublesome scorpio had been staying with Rose and Kanaya for three months. Before that, she had stayed with John for a year. The first month after the Game, she was with her moirail Terezi before they broke up messily. Now Roxy and her matesprit, the re-born Meulin, had to take up the burden of taking care of the player so instrumental to the victory of the Game.
Though Vriska always had an iron in the fire during the Game, now she had no irons. While everyone else took classes or completed internships or started businesses, Vriska did nothing. Roxy was working on a degree in Computer Science while working at Starbucks and Meulin worked at an animal shelter while running a blog.
One night, Roxy and Meulin came home to see Vriska on the coach as normal, watching Survivor.
Roxy asked, “Hey, Vris, did you apply for any jobs today?”
“Ugh, there’s nothing non-lame on craigslist,” Vriska answered.
“Did you look into taking classes at the community college?”
“Again, no, because classes are for dweebs. Especially fucking super high school classes.”
“Did you even shower?”
“Why? I didn’t go outside today.”
Meulin asked, “WHAT DID YOU DO TODAY?”
Vriska sighed. “NOOOOOOOTHING? Okay? I did nothing. Now let me watch my shitty reality show in peace.” She yelled at the tv, “VOTE THE BASTARD OFF ALREADY!”
Meulin opened the two pizza boxes next to Vriska’s body. “IS THIS ROSARIO’S?”
“Duh? Doesn’t it say it on the box? I got dinner for us.”
“THERE’S ONLY TWO SLICES LEFT.”
“And those two slices are for you guys, so you’re welcome!”
Roxy said, “Rosario’s is hella expensive. Where did you get the money?”
“From the jar that said dinner.”
“THAT’S FOR A SPECIAL DINNER,” Meulin said.
“And I used it to get dinner! And I didn’t use all of it, like I didn’t tip the delivery boy.”
“YOU DIDN’T TIP A SERVICE WORKER?”
Roxy said, “That jar was in our bedroom! Why would you go in there?”
“I wonder why I went in your nasty respiteblock. You guys leave your gross toys in plain sight! Well, in a drawer. You should keep them in a safe.”
“You’d probably break into a safe.”
“Look, I’m just saying, I’m tired of you flaunting your ooooooooh-so-passionate matespritship in front of me. I thought the Fussy Twins were too lovey-dovey but you are worse. I can hear you fuck every night! Just shut up!”
Meulin snapped back, “IT’S OKAY TO MAKE NOISE WHEN YOU MAKE LOVE.”
Roxy added, “It’s our house!”
Vriska replied, “But I’m your guest! You have to be courteous, you assholes!”
“YOU COULD ALWAYS MOVE OUT,” Meulin said.
“Eventually I’ll have a mansion and I WON’T INVITE YOU.” She turned back to the TV. “Get a new haircut, douchebag!”
Roxy tapped Meulin on the shoulder and Meulin looked at her. Roxy did some signs in their private language. After that, they started to kiss. They moaned as they chewed on each other’s lips.
Vriska yelled, “Stop distracting me!”
Roxy ignored Vriska. Instead, she started pulling up Meulin’s dress. Meulin followed suit with Roxy’s shirt. They pulled away for a moment, saliva dripping from their mouths. Meulin pulled Roxy’s shirt over her head. Roxy worked on Meulin’s zipper.
“Are you going to undress? You can’t!”
“You’re wearing undies!” Roxy yelled back before finishing the zipper.
“Oh? Is this some game? Well, I’m not moving.”
“SUIT YOURSELF,” Meulin replied as she took off her own dress.
“Ugh! You need to lose some weight, fat cat.”
Luckily, Meulin was turned away. Roxy took off Meulin’s adorable cat-themed bra and kneaded her ample rumblespheres. She started sucking the nipples.
“You gross mammal! Stop that!” Vriska cried.
Roxy did not obey. Meulin threw back her head and moaned as only she could. With another hand, Roxy fished out Meulin’s wiggly.
Vriska yelled, “Are you trying to make me feel bad? Well, my bone bulge is bigger than yours! Eight times bigger! And the human girl doesn’t have one!”
Roxy pulled back and dropped her panties.
“Ahh! Hair!” Vriska cried, “Gross!”
Meulin apparently didn’t think so since she started combing her hand through the pubes. “SO CURLY! I LOVE YOUR HUMAN PUBES.”
“Well good for you! I think humans are grooooooooss!”
“YOU DATED – OOOOOH – JOHN HUMAN.”
“Yeah, but I dumped him.”
Roxy was wetter than she thought she’d be from just a game. Meulin looked hot and bothered too. Roxy spread out her legs and guided her matesprit’s wiggly in her.
Vriska asked, “Where is that bulge going? Is it going in your human nook? That’s sick!”
Indeed, Meulin’s bulge was wiggling in its favorite nook.
“IT FEELS SO TIGHT,” Meulin moaned.
“That’s because you’re hella big!” her matesprit replied.
“I’m bigger!” Vriska yelled, “Not that I’d put it in your stupid huuuuuuuuman nook!”
“I didn’t ask!” Roxy yelled back.
“You guys are so childish! You think you sex-havers are soooooooo great! I could have sex too if I wanted to! But I’m too polite!”
But the sex-havers continued on.
“Oh Meowlin!”
“OH ROOOOOOOOXY!”
“I’m hella close!”
“SO AM I!”
“There!” yelled the guest, “You’ll be done soon!”
Meulin asked, “WANT ME TO USE YOU LIKE MY BUCKET?”
“I always do!” Roxy answered.
There was a stomp. Roxy turned her head and so did Meulin.
“THAT’S IT! YOU WIN!” Vriska yelled, “I’M GOING TO KANKRI’S!”
She picked up her duffel bag and stomped to the door.
“Send the rest of my junk there,” she said, “Now GOOD BYE AND GOOD RIDDANCE!”
Meulin replied “DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT.”
The guest huffed and then finally leaved. Roxy turned to Meulin.
“We should have sex with an audience more often.”
“CAN WE CONTINUE?”
“Of course. And you can use me as a bucket!”
The matesprits had a wonderful night alone. And the cold pizza wasn’t half bad.
As for Vriska, she found out that Cronus often visited Kankri for midnight lectures.